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Again, I pushed him too far.
I scold myself for how stupid I am. Kellan is not ready yet for that kind of intimacy.
I feel him moving behind me and spooning me. He rests his chin on my shoulder, and I smile.
"Cuddling time?" I tease. "Okay. Cuddling only."
"You're going to be the death of me," he mutters under his breath and places a soft kiss on my neck.
I sigh dreamily, feeling him placing more kisses on the back of my neck.
"Kellan." I giggle. "It tickles."
But he doesn't stop, and more giggles burst from me.
Chapter 39
Layla
I squeeze my eyes, feeling the rays of morning sun hitting my face. When I open them, I'm greeted by the familiar cabin I've been staying in with Kellan for these past few days.
I turn my head to my side and find that his side of the bed is empty. When I graze my fingers on the sheet, it feels cold. I frown.
Kellan must have left the bed for quite a while.
"Kellan?" I call, my voice still groggy from sleep.
I sit up, stretch, and get out of bed. I walk slowly toward the living room and find that it's empty. The curtain moves, blown by the soft morning breeze, but other than that, there's no sign of any other movement.
I wonder where Kellan is, but then a soft smile touches my lips. He usually sits on the back patio in the morning if he wakes up earlier than I do. I shake my head in disbelief because of my cluelessness.
Maybe it's because he was holding me tight all night that I expected him to be by my side when I opened myeyes—he acted like he didn't even want to let me go for a second when we slept together last night.
I step onto the patio, only to find that it's deserted as well. My brows furrow in confusion.
Is it possible that he's taking a morning jog?
But he never did that during our time here—he was still traumatized after what Marco's brother did to me.
"Kellan?" I call again, rushing back into the living room.
I push through the front door, only to be greeted by the deserted lawn.
My worry escalates. Where could he possibly go?
He hasn't been fully familiar with the surroundings outside the cabin.
Unless he went to the hammock.
My thoughts lead me there, and my legs bring me closer to the woods even before I remember moving them. I follow the path toward the hammock. My heart is racing.
When I finally reach the spot, I'm already panting.
He's not here.
My pulse quickens even more. I rush back toward the cabin, worrying about Kellan.
Is he in the bathroom? But everything has been so silent, I don't even think that he's here with me.
