Chapter 7. Hold Me

His hands trembled as he reached for the knob, slowly twisting it unlocked. He pushed the door back, peeping inside like he’d done as a child when he wanted to sleep between his parents.

She was sleeping, soundly… those soft breaths she took had his erratic breathing calming and mirroring hers. He stepped further in, slowly closing the door behind him as to not wake her.

Her face was turned in his direction as she slept on her side, her loose red hair covering more than just a half of her beautiful face. His steps steadied as he walked towards her, stooping in front of the bed like the f*cking fool he was…

Damn… she really was his medicine, all the invasive thoughts have gone and now only the scent and the sight of her filled his giddy head. The fact that he killed his father and his whore in this room didn’t seem to faze him now that she was in it.

She was his cure, and she’d really expected him to let go of her? He wouldn’t ever do it.

Reaching toward