CONNOR'S POV
I could not tell why I did what I did. But one thing was for sure. Holding Annette tightly to my body was something I'd always wanted to do. To be buried in her scent and forget all about my worries. To breathe in the scent of our body fluids and the one I'd used to claim her. Like a beast, I was doing well to possess her body. It's a pity she seemed to be getting too attached. I made a mental note to talk to her about it when she's awake.
Awake in my arms.
I blinked against the sunlight beaming through the curtains. Looking down beside me, I realized Annette was peacefully asleep in my arms and she wasn't wearing anything under the sheets.
The picture I painted in my mind aroused me and at once, I found myself running my index finger over her nose bridge, her lips and the
