32 - For Real

“Hannah’s Point of View~

“There won’t be any hiding our scents all over each other,” I say, as we both jog back toward the camp.

He stops quickly, and takes my hands in his.

“Good. Maybe my mom will get it through her head once and for all. You’re my world Hannah. There is no way in hell I’m giving you up,” he says, but it’s not just words. I see the promise in his eyes and practically throw myself at him, lock my wrists around his neck and kiss him.

It lasts a couple of minutes, until he groans and pulls away.

“My father’s just mind-linked me. They’re pulling into camp now. Come on,” he says, as a sinking feeling hits in my gut.

While I do feel like Rafe and I turned a corner, there’s still a lot between Parker and I that needs to be said. There’s no ignoring that. Those few blissful days Parker and I had together in his cabin … he should have told me then who he was and the fact that he didn’t, hurts.

Yeah I’m hardly smart or sophisticated, though I’ve felt like Parker fin