Chapter 75. Mine

Atticus’s POV

Eryn is shaking. Whatever favor she wants to ask must be a big one.

“Do you want to sit down?” I ask her.

“No,” she shouts.

I step back from her to give her space, but she closes the distance between us. I have noticed that she is extra jumpy, and I have been careful not to touch her. But I reach for her and pull her close. She leans into the hug and breathes in my scent.

“I think you should sit down,” I tell her.

“Let’s talk in your bedroom,” she whispers.

“Eryn,” I pull away from her. “We agreed to take it slow.”

She pulls on my hand and drags me from my office. I gently pull against her, but she is relentless. I have forgotten how strong she is. She still has a slight limp from her injury, but she is not letting that stop her.

Pushing my bedroom door open, she pulls me inside. I stumble across the room and fall against the bed. I turn around to see Eryn leaning up against the door. Her bottom lip is pulled