#Chapter 13 Let me kiss you

Fiona The look of concern on Alexander’s features caused my wolf to reach for him. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I was trying to be quiet.” I sat up and shifted to the edge of the bed. “It wasn’t you. I had a bad dream.” The room suddenly felt cold, and I shivered. It was the most significant room I had ever stayed in. The bed took up a quarter of the room. Another quarter was for reading or playing games as a chess set sat on a table for four. A wall cut the other quarter to an exquisite bathroom I had poked around. The remaining space was a closet, but closet didn’t seem the appropriate word. Dressing room was probably a better word to describe it. Then there was an adjoining room which appeared to be Alexander's study or office. There were papers scattered about it and books lying everywhere. “I hope you don’t mind sharing a room. However, having your own room at this time would be unwise.” “If you think it is best,” I said, watching him rise and take off the s