The water stopped at that same second and the bathroom door was open. I covered myself with a blanket, trying to avoid his eyes. I know it was him. What am I doing here?
“You’re awake.” It wasn’t a question. I was relieved to see that I was still wearing the same clothes I wore last night.
“What am I doing here?” I asked in shock.
“You were sleeping on Krystal’s couch. Leo wanted to watch over Krystal. He didn’t have another place but the couch, so I brought you here so he could sleep next to his mate.” He said, not really responding to my question.
“But why am I here?” I asked again, reformulating my question.
He didn’t answer, and I noticed he was walking to the bed. I tensed in response.
“We still have to talk about us.” He said, trying to reach out to me, but I moved my body to b
