39. I do not want to lose her

ANTONIO

I found her in the small sitting room on the ground floor. She was in a chair, her legs curled up beneath her with Thor sitting in her lap and a faded leather journal resting on the armrest beneath her hand. Her eyes were closed, her other hand was on top of Thor, and she looked like she had fallen asleep. And I hate to admit it but I was almost thankful to the fact that she wasn’t awake to question me.

As I stepped inside the room with a mind to carry her to the bedroom, the dog’s ears stood up in alertness and he opened his eyes as he looked at me. Although I could sense the tension in his body he didn’t alert the woman holding her and didn’t wake her up, for that alone for a second there I thought that I might start to like him. But then he bared his teeth at me and I banished that thought. “Shoo...” I murmured softly.

The stupid dog barked at me, waking my little devil and I silently cursed at him. The useless creature. My eyes met the dark brown of hers and I tried to co