Chapter 40 - "What Are You Sorry For?"-02

'Just do it!' He commands, and I sigh out loud in resignation. I put my leg over and crawl on all fours across the soft mattress similar to the one in my room, precariously wading through the mountain of sheets to avoid crushing their fingers with my knees or hands. Once I'm on the other side of their hands, I lean on the headboard, making myself comfortable in a sitting position. 'Now, what?' I ask my Wolf, glaring at the entwined set of fingers before me. 'Nothing. Just enjoy being in the same place as our Mate,' My Wolf informs calmly, and his cool mood affects my annoyed one, forcing all the tension out of my body. I look at Seneca, at the springy curls framing her sweet face, at the cute nose and slightly parted pink lips that look oh-so-appealing. My hand automatically reaches out, and before I know what I'm doing, the back of it caresses her slightly flushed cheeks. "Hm . . ." She hums and leans into my hand.