Indy's POV
I felt his presence even before he touched me. He came up behind me silently and snaked his both arms around my waist to hug me tightly. His head rested on my shoulder as I sighed in content. We silently watched the world from the heights of his room's window.
He was insisting me to come here. His pack house. He wanted to show me 'Our future home' in his words.I couldn't deny him because somewhere in my heart I also wanted to see his home. The place he lives, the place he stayes day and night, the room in which his scent lingered and the bed where his gorgeous body lays. Though since a month, when we met for the first time, he has been spending most of his days and nights with me. His clothes and things are still at my place.
He wanted me to shift at his house, bu
