CHAPTER 97. This doesn’t feel right

Zack watched her sleep. In her exhausted and nervous state, she was perfect, and seeing her rest in his arms gave him at least a little peace in the midst of the storm. Holding back his desires, on the other hand, was a self-imposed punishment that he knew he deserved and, in a way, was also enjoying. He waited until almost dawn and left as silently as he had entered.

It must have been around eight in the morning when Mason was pacing the kitchen like a caged