Heather POV
“Heather I have one question...” Reed whispers against my shoulder. “...what did we do to scare you earlier? We want to make sure we don’t do it again.”
“It wasn’t what you did, it was what I could smell.”
They both shifted away, moving to the front edge of the couch, turning their bodies to face me. “What do you mean smell?” Reed asks.
Lifting my head, I stared at them. “There is a different smell around the two of you. That is why I thought you had a girlfriend or had found your mate. I didn’t want to be the reason some other girl felt hurt and betrayed as I had.”
Reed slides off the couch onto his knees, putting his head down on my lap. “Oh Goddess.” He says against my legs. He lifts his head, locking his gaze with mine. “Heather, please believe me. I know our past make
