Chapter 22

Stella’s POV

When I wake up, I am no longer in my room in the guesthouse. I am dressed in a long t-shirt and I am in a huge bed. I look around and see that my suitcases are on the floor by the door. Cole must have done all of this. I get up and walk over to the mirror. My bite mark seems to be healing. The shirt I was now waring came about mid-thigh.

I decide to go look for Cole. I find him in his office. He senses my presence and looks up with a smile. “Morning beautiful. You look great in my shirt,” Cole says as he scoots back his chair so I can sit on his lap. “I think I’ll keep it,” I say giving him a twirl before sitting down on his lap. I bite my lip as I feel a little flutter in my belly. I reach up and put my hand to Cole’s face and stare into those hazel eyes. He wraps his arms tightly around me and pulls me closer.

He starts kissing the bite mark on my neck and I shiver. “You could have told me you were going to bite me you know,” I tell him. “It is