"I don't want to be," I mumbled, clenching onto his shirt with the urge to take it off that I ignored, though it was hard.
"I know, Angel, don't worry. I'm going to help you," he replied, his jaw clenching and he appeared bothered.
"Get her out of here before anyone else senses her," Whitney stated, standing up at the same time as Gabbie.
"Do you want us to take her so you can get a grip?" Gabbie asked, making Whitney facepalm and he growled, his chest rumbling under my hands and I shivered.
"I can handle it," he answered, taking a moment to breathe before he started carrying me away. I was simply too hot to care, laying my face over his collar then closing my eyes to focus on his cool touch.
"Don't let me go," I whimpered, a small shiver rolling down my spine.
"I'll never let you go
