Clementine:
However, once the maids left and I got into bed, I watched Haiden come out and take off his shirt with one hand, pulling it over his head and tossing it onto the mattress. The way he did it while standing next to my bed and staring at me made me feel so exploited.
"No, Haiden," I complained, instantly sliding to the side when I saw him get into the bed. I was uncomfortable because I was shy, and we had a lot of issues in the past. I was scared that if anything happened, he would use it against me and mock me later when we were in the North or back at the Academy.
"Okay," he mumbled instead of arguing and sat down on the mattress. I felt bad for him.
"What is going on with you?" I asked him. He looked away for a minute, then turned to me.
"I don’t know how you’re not feeling it, but I’m feeling the pain in my body, Clementine. It’s from the heat," he uttered, almost as if asking me to understand that he wasn’t being thirsty or horny all the time. "Do you not feel it?" he asked, his eyes fixed on my face.
The fact that he was so good-looking and then asked me this question made it even harder for me to respond. There was no doubt that Haiden was an extremely gorgeous man. He was big, broad, muscular, with strong, beautiful facial features. And then there was the way he frowned, so many lines would appear on his forehead, making him look even more attractive. I know I was praising him a lot, but I was only stating the facts.
However, I had to answer him. "I do feel occasional pain, but nothing too extreme," I added, confused why he was the one feeling so much pain. Mine wasn’t that intense, or maybe not yet.
His grey eyes kept staring into mine, and then he sighed, "Well, okay then, I’ll just rest." I watched him lie down, and then it hit me.
"It’s okay," I said awkwardly. I didn’t want to explain myself because it was already awkward enough to give him permission.
"What? What is okay?" he asked.
"You can come to my bed," I said with so much difficulty and shyness that I couldn’t even look up at his face.
"No, Clementine, I was wrong. I shouldn’t be putting my burden on you, and I most certainly don’t want to get in bed with you after making you feel like you must. It’s fine," he stated again.
I watched him get under the blanket. I felt very wrong. I should have just allowed him, it was just one cuddle. But I guess he realized it would look awkward, since I was kind of doing it for his body heat.
And then in the morning, when I was still asleep, I felt a very soft pair of lips touching my cheek.
"Goodbye," I heard a whisper, but it felt like a dream, so I didn’t wake up.

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