Chapter 15 Willow POV

Standing in the shower, where I have nearly killed myself twice now, I think that maybe I should try bubble baths like other women. Laughter bubbles up inside me at the very thought. Goddess it felt good to laugh. I had been in such a funk for a few weeks now, it was nice to feel wanted. And man did I want him back. I still felt uneasy. But I understood his hesitation better. Sloan was already protective of me. And who could fault the man for that? I turn the shower off and step out, day dreaming of the tender forehead kisses he gave even in his sleep. So tender for such a large man. He barely fit on my twin size mattress with me. Well over six feet and pure muscle. Blonde hair just a bit too long and ice blue eyes that stare into your soul. And the poutiest bottom lip I’ve ever seen on a man. But endearing nonetheless. Not to mention his wonderful cypress scent. Like home. He felt like home too. I never knew another persons arms could feel so much like a place.

Shaking my head of my