Chapter 33

I trotted into my room and frowned at the bear skin rug that was on the floor. I stared at it intensely, waiting for it to disappear, but it didn't. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I walked over to it and grabbed it off the floor.

I shook it out to make sure that wasn't any dust on it and noticed the note taped to it.

I'm sorry - L

I huffed and pulled the note off. I breathed in deeply and let Liam's scent dance around my nose. He smelt magnificent and I realised how much I missed him. It had been two whole days since our argument. He hadn't spoken to me once since that, nor had I tried to speak to him.

I folded the bear skin and sat on my bed, rubbing my hands along the fur. It was so soft and wonderful. I loved it.

I missed Liam. I missed him calling me that stupid nickname and his hand in mine, I missed his warmth and his seductive smirk. I wanted to talk to him, and I knew I would have to eventually, but I could barely face him.

If I were to speak to him, it would mean we'd have to t