Ch. 21 Promise Me

Mallory’s POV

I woke the next morning to a banging sound. Bolting upright in bed at the jarring noise, it took me a minute to get my bearings. Then, just as it registered with me that someone was at the door, strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down.

“Just ignore it. They’ll go away.” Cary’s gruff morning voice was muffled by his face burrowing into my hair until his lips reached the back of my neck.

My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Between Cary trailing kisses along the back of my neck and the persistent banging outside, I couldn’t think straight. Why was Cary in my bed?

I’d slept so soundly, I felt like I was waking from a coma after years of being unconscious. But gradually, the events of the night prior filtered into my brain. Cary had climbed in through my window. I had cried in his arms. Then he held me until I fell asleep. And apparently spent the entire night with me. That about summed it up.

Cary scooted in closer to my back,