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I'm standing here with Vice’s shirt torn, hanging off of my body. Shylar is staring at me with animalistic eyes and he starts slowly walking towards me expressionless I mind link him “what are you doing?”
He gives no reaction to my question. No answer, no hot in his steps. Unconsciously I started to move back I guess because the back of my knees suddenly hit the edge of the bed.
Shylar closes the gap between us and grabbed my wrist and pinned me to the bed. His face was inches away from mine, if I move just a little our noses would touch.
I knew this is not the time but I just missed him so much and the feeling of him against me. We just stared at each other looking into his eyes I saw a territorial animal.
His face still emotionless his breathing was de
