21- Pillows and protection


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    The more I calm down, the more awkward this entire situation seems.


    “Alright, I should make a few calls, let people know what’s happened and where I am. Why don’t you go


    change?” he suggests. I nce down at myself and realise that my clothes are all dirty from where I sat


    on the ground. I nod and make my way to my room. I quickly trade my skirt for my unicorn pyjama


    bottoms and my shoes for slippers. I grab a random white tank top and chuck it on instead of my


    pyjama top. Now that I’m inside, the long sleeves seem too warm. I can hear Bemy on the phone in


    the other room. I am pulling a brush through my hair when he knocks on the door.


    “Come in.” Bemy opens the door cautiously and looks around as he does. His eyes widen when he


    sees my huge collection of pillows, nkets and otherfort items. I cross my arms and re at him.


    “Don’t you dareugh!” he shakes his head and hold his hands up in front of himself defensively.


    “I would never! I was actually thinking how much I approve.” I raise an eyebrow and he


    continues.


    “Bedrooms should befortable. You seem to have


    built yourself a nket and pillow fort


    offort.” I’m still a little suspicious, but I ept his exnation.


    “I spoke to my sister. If you don’t object. I’ll stay here tonight and in the morning we can head to the


    compound together. I believe you made ns to meet up with my sister?” I nod. She had offered to


    show me around thepound a little more.


    “She didn’t think it was weird that you were only dropping me home now?” I ask, curious. Bemy


    shrugs.


    “As far as she knows, the whole point of you being around is to find a mate for me. It makes sense that


    we would spend some time together. Besides, I started with, Ryann and I have been attacked by


    Vampires. I don’t think she had much time to process anything else. Hopefully it won’t ur to her


    later.” He hesitates before he speaks again.


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    “If you’ll loan me a nket and let me steal a couple of those pillows, I’ll make myselffortable on


    the floor. You’re exhausted, you should get some sleep.” Bemy offers. I shake my head.


    “I’m not ready to sleep. I don’t think I can just yet.” I copse onto my bed and am buried by pillows. I


    notice myptop where I left itst.


    “Want to watch something on Netflix for a while?” I suggest. Bemy shrugs.


    “Sure.” I pull myptop out and set up Netflix. Bemy just stands in the middle of the room awkwardly.


    I pat the bed beside me.


    “I have no intention of moving from this spot, so if you want to be able to actually see the screen you’re


    going to have toe here.” I inform him. Bemy chuckles quietly andes to sit beside me. We


    pick a show that neither of us have seen before, but it bes pretty clear about halfway through the


    first episode that the show is going to be pretty dumb. I nce away from the screen and notice that


    Bemy is looking at me.


    “What is it?” he jumps, surprised to have been caught staring.


    “I was just looking at your mark.” He gestures to my arm.


    “I really haven’t seen anything like it before.” His tone is curious.


    “I haven’t seen anyone with a mark like mine either. I’m an unknown Magic, life would certainly be


    easier if I could find someone else who is the same as me.”


    “Can I look at it properly?” Bemy requests. I shrug and hold out my arm.


    “Go for it.” Eagerly, Bemy moves in closer to look.


    “It’s quite pretty.” He observes. I nod.


    “Yep, I appreciate that if nothing else. There was a lot of difficulty deciding what mark I should have


    since I’m an unknown. I was taken to see an Oracle when I was young. All he ended up doing was


    drawing this pattern so this is what I ended up with.” It’s awkwardly quiet for a minute. I break the


    silence.


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    “Okay, this show sucks. Let’s pick something different.” Without waiting for his response, I swap it to the


    first episode of one of my favourite shows.


    “Love this show.” Hements as he settles in beside me to watch. I switch off the lights so we can


    pay proper attention. I’m so keyed up from adrenaline that it takes a while for me to rx. Bemy


    seemsfortable, and with him here I’m not really worried about being attacked again. My room is


    my safe ce and eventually the familiarforts soothe me.


    Light peeking through a gap in my curtains rouses me and I groan. Still mostly asleep and totally


    rxed, I turn away from the bright morning sun and snuggle in closer to the warmth of my nkets.


    I’m sofortable that It takes a few moments for my sleep addled brain to realise that my pillow is


    breathing. My eyes fly open and I shift around to see Bemy lying half beside me half under me, still


    asleep. I am lying partially on his chest with his arm flung over me. Myptop is sitting on the edge of


    the bed, still open, although I think it’s gone t since it wasn’t plugged in and the screen is ck. We


    must have both fallen asleep while watching Netflix. Am I going to be able to move without waking


    Bemy? I consider our positions. It seems unlikely. Seeing no other choice, I carefully sit up, trying to


    move his arm without waking him. I am just sliding it off me when suddenly his hold on me tightens, I


    freeze as he pulls me back closer to his chest. Bemy grunts as he blinks the sleep from his eyes. He


    looks sleepy and not very aware. His gaze shifts to me and he smiles.


    “Hey.” He mumbles, I stare at him. I’ve never looked at his eyes so close before and even half asleep,


    they’re piercing.


    “Hey?” my answeres out as a question, my voice pitched a little higher than usual due to my


    nervousness. I was not prepared to face this much handsome, this early in the morning. Bemy looks


    at me a moment longer before his eyes suddenly go wide. He releases me and I quickly sit up. He does


    the same.


    “We fell asleep?” He asks, although he obviously already knows the answer to that question. It


    answer him anyway.


    “Apparently. What time is it?” Bemy moves around as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.


    “Almost seven.” He smiles at me, he seems more rxed and well–rested than I have ever seen him,


    which is weird considering that we were attacked by Vampires justst night. I nod and climb out of


    bed. I nce at the mirror and cringe as I realise my hair resembles a bird’s


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    nest.


    “I’m gonna have a quick shower.” I tell him as I retreat to the bathroom. I close the door before he has a


    chance to say anything. I quickly turn on the water, strip and step into the warmth of the shower. I


    expected Bemy to be uptight and paranoid after the incident with the Vampiresst night. This


    rxed, chill Bemy is aplete surprise. I am feeling awkward and ufortable, why isn’t he?


    It’s only fair. Maybe he’s just used to randomly sleeping in women’s beds. Maybe this isn’t


    ufortable for him. I don’t know anything about him, he could be the type to sleep around. Although


    I admit that doesn’t seem TOO likely given his romantic disposition and his position as Alpha,


    especially if he’s trying to avoid leading anyone on. I am just about to put shampoo in my hair when I


    hear a banging at the front door.