JESSICA'S POV
Unlike when I was caged in Kane's chambers, I wasn't feeling that way tonight. If anything, I felt at peace like I was meant to be here. Like this was it all along.
As I rummaged through his closet, inhaling his scents that lingered in them, it was hard to concentrate through the fog his scent was creating in my head. I jolted back to reality when the sound of his footsteps reached my ears.
Keeping my head fixed on the clothes was a struggle I didn't want to involve myself in anymore. “Finding it difficult to get something to wear,” he said. I couldn't decipher if it was a statement or a question so I just remained silent and kept flipping my hands through the clothes.
“Here,” he said, covering the distance between us as his bulky figure enveloped my entirety. His scen
