#Chapter248
My face must visibly drop, insides lurching and breathing gets laboured at his suggestion as his smile fades and he looks instantly apologetic.
/"I know, I know. I’m pushing and not giving you space. This is harder than I thought it would be. I just want … you./" Alexi looks defeated, back to that boyish weirdness I’m nowhere near being used to, and I shake my head at him. Instantly feeling all kinds of horrible and guilty, even though I have done nothing wrong.
/"I don’t think it’s a good idea. Not yet anyway. I just want to get my cocoa and sleep in there./" I nod towards my room, reassuring myself that it is for the best. He runs a hand through his short hair, clearly stressed with how this is going, or maybe it’s just his inability to be patient with me. I really shouldn’t be surprised, it’s one area he has serious issues with on any day of the week. He has none and his impulse control is non-existent at the best of times too.
