Page 68 of The Alpha's Huntress

“I love you too.”

I placed her on the bed and pulled the covers on top of her.

I laid down next to her and pulled her into into my chest.

I slowly drifted off to sleep.

Seventeen

Torture

Blake’s POV

I woke up to an empty bed.

I panicked.

I looked all around the room. In the closet bathroom under the bed.

That last ones not important.

The important thing is that she wasn’t there.

I followed her scent all the way downstairs to the kitchen.

She was making a sandwich.

I came up to her and hugged her from behind.

She tensed at first then realized it was me.

“Hey.” She greeted and turned around to face me.

“Why weren’t you in the room? I was disappointed.”

“Well life can’t go your way all the time.” She joked.

“Um, is it OK if you would move in with me?” I asked nervously. “I mean you don’t have too if you don’t want to. If you think we’re moving to fast b-”

She cut off my rambling by putting her hand over my mouth.

“Slow down motor mouth. I only understand English.” She smiled. “I don’t mind living with you. We see each other everyday anyways.”

I picked her up and spun her around. By now I was grinning like an idiot.

I finally set her down. “All have some people bring your stuff.”

“And who is going to pack my underwear drawer?”

I smirked. “Me.”

“You better not.” She warned.

I kissed her nose. “I’m going to see those sooner or later.”

“Well I would rather it be later, pervert.”

I chuckled.

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