EMBRY'S POV.She wouldn't meet my gaze; she had been red as a cherry all through the drive, although it was getting late now, and perhaps it was this time of the year again? The Christmas season, the end of the year, was drawing closer, the fog was lifting higher, and the cold breeze, which smelled like home.I cradled my arms around her neck, pushing her closer so she rested her head against my shoulder, not saying anything either. She wasn't tensed up; she was quite relaxed, yet it bothered me to see that I wasn't certain of whatever was going on in her head at the moment.“Do you miss him already?” I asked, breaking the silence; she lifted her hands off my shoulders, easing up and turning to face me.“It’s not that… but I'm just... I'm worried.” She stuttered, finally speaking up. She was thinking about him; I had only blurted that out as a joke, and now I see I was wrong. I cleared my throat, brushing my finger through her hair.“Worried? Why?” I asked again, with all intent, and
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