NovelAppChapter 0200
He tosses the towel on a chair and walks up toas he’s talking. His hands go to my arms running up and down
as if he’s checking for injuries.
“.....un...” My brain isn’t working. | can feel the heat of his body, still warm from his shower. His intoxicating
scent seems stronger, and it's making my head spin.
“Angel?”
“I, um, | was wondering if you would mind, | mean after tonight...I don’t think | can sleep.” Ugh, I'm making a
mess of this.
“You want Cyran to clay down with you? Givea few minutes to dry off so you don’t have wet wolf smell
all over you.” He smiles at me. He doesn’t seem
upset at all.
‘Just ask him.’ Alessia purrs in my head.
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“Actually, | was wondering if maybe you would mind laying down with me?” | look down, waiting for the rejection.
He lifts my chin, bringing my eyes to his. “You wantto clay with you?”
I nod.
He kisses my nose. “Givea minute. | want to put ssleep pants on so we don’t have a repeat of this
morning.” He smirks as my eyes go wide.
“Okay. I'll just...” | jerk my finger over my shoulder in the direction of my room.
“Be right there.”
| go back to my room, feeling nervous. | don’t think he'll expect anything but I'm not completely sure. | just know
that when he and Cyran have been with me, | don’t have nightmares. | crawl into bed, pulling the blankets up to
my chin. I've just settled when he walks in and closes the door behind him. He's wearing at- shirt and cotton
sleep pants. | wonder if he normally wears pants to bed.
He walks over to the other side of the bed and slides in, laying down and patting his chest. “Chere.”
| lay down on his chest and he wraps one arm aroundand pulls his phone up for us to see with the other.
“Want to listen to smusic?”
| wrinkle my nose.
“What's that look for?” He asks.
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“Your music is very angry.”
“It’s angry?” He asks.
“Yeah, when | listened the other day, the first song I tried to listen to was about someone screaming about being
alone.”
He thinks for a minute. “By Myself. Ok, yes, that is an angry song.”
“And then there was one about being numb.”
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| see him contemplating the songs I listened to. “Another Linkin Park song and. yes, maybe that one is a bit
angry.”
“The last one | listened to before | stopped was sguy yelling ‘What have you done?‘ like he was accusing
you of something. I liked the woman's part of the song, but still the overall tone was angry.”
He nods. “Within Temptation. | love the group, but | can see how that one sounded angry as well. | guess when |
made the music list, | wasn’t really in a good head space. | found music that expressed how | was feeling.” He
looks down at me. “What kind of music do you like?”
I shrug. “It’s been a long tsince | was able to listen to music. But my mother and | used to sing songs that
she taughtwhile we were rogues. We'd sing while we looked for plants and foraged for food.”
“Do you know the words or the names of any of them? | can look them up.”
“I doubt you'll like them. They're folksier than what you listen to.”
“That's okay. Why don’t you sing one for me?”
| think for a minute and then begin one that my mother and | would sing at night.
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