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We return to our room, and the moment that the door shuts, and I lock it, Ansel's whole body relaxes. Like all the tension drains from him. I hadn't noticed how stressed and tense he was. But he is very relaxed here, where we are alone, with a locked door between us and our enemies. 

I slip off my shoes, and walk up to nuzzle my face into Ansels face. I place my hands on his hips as he wraps his arm around me, pulling me tight against him. When his grip loosens I let out a low growl, he chuckles and replaces his hold around me. 

"I feel like everyone knows something we don't... Either they are hiding something, or.. I don't know, I just don't like this." I say into hi chest. 

"I know love, I feel the same way. People are hiding things, and I don't know why. They aren't my people so I don't know how they normally act... But I do hope that if they are hiding things from us... I just hope its not something that will harm you." Ansel says.

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