Clint gave me his word as a Guardian. Again. This time it was about wanting to kiss me. I wish it didn’t make my heart flutter, but it did. I still hardened my heart and told him, basically, that I didn’t believe him, until he gave me his word. After that, all I could think about was kissing him again. So, before he left for the night, I did. Now, as I lay in bed, I want nothing more than to text him and go to the roof with him. But what if he thinks that kiss gives him an opening to push for more. I’m not ready for that, and I still don’t trust him completely. At least not in a relationship. As a Guardian and as my trainer, I trust him implicitly. I go sit by my window, opening it to smell the night air, when it occurs to me. I don’t need to text him to sleep on the roof. I can just do it. And secretly, I know I’ll be able to sleep because the blankets will smell like him. I climb out of my window, closing the window behind me before I begin to shimmy over to the where I can get
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