Mish's POV
Wes's arms untangle from around me and I hide my face as I move towards the closest exit... the door into his room.
I close the door gently behind me, and as I do his scent invades.
Its like a tidal wave rushing over my skin and I find myself inhaling deep breathes, my eyes closing as I lean back against the door.
I can still hear their mumbled conversation, Wes's voice gentle, but I imagine he's talking to me instead.
My mind conjures up images I'm not sure are real... my memory of our days at the cabin blurring in a mixture of wanting to forget and yearning to remember.
Of excruciating pain and Wes's arms wrapped tightly around me as I dozed peacefully.
A gentle nudge from the door has my eyes jumping open, awakening me from my daydream.
I step to the side as Wes ente
