Cleo Yates’ POV
When I opened my eyes the sun was already up and I could feel an arm around my waist. It took me a moment to realise that the arm didn’t belong to Caleb. My first instinct was to fight but seconds later my mind cleared. I remembered that I was in Mars’ bedroom and Mars had his arms around me.
“I didn’t say you could hold me.” I said. He removed his arm from around me. My arm felt cold without his touch.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to take advantage of you.” He said.
“I know.” I replied. Why did this bond make me feel like I needed to comfort him all the time? It was starting to get very annoying. I got out of bed, picked up some clothes and went into the bathroom without saying another word to him. I had agreed to stay in his room because I knew his father wouldn’t all
