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“Um...” I said as I looked at his hand that had an iron grip on my wrist. Goosebumps ran down my arm as sparks burned me at his touch.

Suddenly, a flash of the day we were together flashed through my head, and I remembered how he had marked me in that moment. My body shuddered involuntarily at the bittersweet memory and he noticed it.

He quickly let go of my hand and almost jumped out of his chair as he put distance between us.

“Sorry, Chloe, I didn't know it was that time of the month. I swear I’m not willing to touch you without your consent,” he stammered as he spoke.

“I usually try to stay away when you're going through this phase. I will leave immediately.

I’ll tell Emma and Aspen to come keep you company.” He said as he headed for the door.

For some reason, I didn't want him to go. I didn't want him to leave me. He was about to walk out the now open door when I closed it in his face. I go