Chapter 23

Derrick's POV

I kissed Hermione and massaged her feet with oil, somehow I felt like I was watching someone else do everything that I was doing for Hermione and I couldn't seem to settle down into it. 

“Is everything okay?” Hermione asked me as she stroked my beard. 

“Yeah baby, I am” I answered. I didn't feel like staying there, something was telling me that I wasn't happy to be in the position that I was in with Hermione. 

“You do not look bright,” she asked me again. 

“I am fine, Hermione. I am!” I snapped, I was shocked by the anger that rose fast in my chest. 

She stood up from beside me angrily and walked out of my room. I sighed sadly and began to feel an unexplainable urge to go after her, the more I struggled, it was like my blood was boiling. 

I stood up reluctantly and sauntered after her, catching up with her just before she started down the stairs. 

“Hermione” I called out