Chapter 60: The Thin Line Between Love And Hate

I crack my eyes open. The room is dark. The blinds are rolled closed, but I can hear the new day loud and clear. I realise I'm lying over and straddling something warm and hard. It's Zeke's body. Somehow, I had cuddled close to him during the night. After a moment of watching his handsome face, his eyes pop open. I understand he's been awake for a while now.

Nerves parch my throat. "Hey, how long have you been up?"

Zeke doesn't respond, and I frown. His hands have been around my waist since I woke up. He doesn't remove them and I suspect he still thinks I'm Scarlett. It annoys me slightly, but I suppress that selfish feeling and try again.

"Zeke?" I place a palm over his forehead. Even though a wolf can't run a temperature, I still try my best to make sure he's good. "How are you doing this morning?"

"You are here with me. That alone makes me the luckiest man alive," he says, sitting up and pulling me close. His hand brushes the fallen strands away from my eyes, tucking them be