Chapter 225

• Colton links back, lets go of me fully, jumps to his feet to retrieve clothes, and yanks a long warm robe out of the wardrobe for me. Despite my disappointment, my insides soar at the fact that even being aloof and strange, he still wants me by his side. Still my normal Colton in there, after all, the one who expects my constant presence and panders to me in any way he can.
• I put on a comfy nightdress after my soak, so a robe is a must, and I get up and let him help me into it with a smile. I push my feet into slippers, blush when he tenderly kisses me on the back of the head and follow him as soon as he throws his clothes on. I feel like we’re back to dating or being shy somehow, and I don’t get it at all. I know it’s probably one-sided, as he seems like he always does concerning being touchy with me, grabbing my hand, but I feel nervous and restrained. I guess it’s because of that burning question that’s digging a crater in my soul and needs a real answer before I can relax.
• We head downstairs quickly and can tell by the scent that the sub-pack is already convening in the study that used to be our room, away from the hall in cozier confines. As they recently passed through, I pick up on every one of them and follow Colton to our preferred nook for sub meetings. We have never migrated from our small private space for the original sub-pack. Some habits die hard.