Jason's POV:
We both sat in comfortable silence. When I put her head on my shoulder, I got a different kind of feeling. It feels nice to sit like this. I feel like she is my responsibility now. I should always stand by her side, strong, on whom she can lean on.
I took a deep breath. Why am I feeling like this? She is not even my mate and I know my mate is somewhere out there. I can't help but feel like this.
She turned her head to me. Her eyes fixed on me while mine was on the wall in front of us.
"What are you looking at?" I ask in a rough voice.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked.
"Why do you care?" I ask.
"You are different Jason, I can see it" she replies.
"Don't dwell on assumptions" I say.
"Why are you doing this?" she asks again. I let out a sigh. I can't get angry with he
