52 - Rushing

I didn’t sleep as well as I needed to. In fact, I don’t remember sleeping at all. I’m lying awake when my alarm goes off, staring into space. I’ve pushed Kylar away, I know that. He was in my room, kissing me, holding me. Sharing the closeness that I had been craving all day. I was the one who sent him away, put up the barriers and made the distance.

It’s hard to roll out of bed but my feet hit the ground and I’m in the shower. I can hear movement in the other rooms throughout the house and wish I knew which room Kylar took last night. I want to apologise, to explain the reason for my temporary insanity. His suggestion that we Mate, that we Bond terrified me. It would excuse my behaviour, but at least it would explain it.

I shower quickly and dress. Pulling my hair back into a simple ponytail. I’m wearing khaki pants, a dark vest and dark green and black plaid shirt to protect my arms from the forest. I slide my feet into a pair of combat boots, wiggling my toes around. Hoping tha