*Saphira's POV*
I heard him sigh. "Jasmine is someone I share this apartment with," Ben answered carefully. "And she wanders off to your bedroom in the middle of the night?" I asked him trying to go for casual.
"No, it's not like that. She has terrible nightmares…" I was getting very angry now. "So it's very normal some girl just comes into your bedroom at night?" I asked him raising my voice now.
"I just lull her into sleep," he said as if that was a very normal thing to do. "She does not even remember the next day, I think she had PTSS," he said in a worried voice.
"If I was there with you, I would of just kissed you until we were okay. But I can't seem to calm you down now. Tell me… how can I?" he asked with a discouraged voice.
I gave it a thought.. He probably couldn't. "May I ask you something?" I almost whispered.
"I'm here," he answered meaningfully. "What made you think it was okay to ignore me all this time?"
