Allison's POV

We lay on the office floor, and he held me firmly to his bigger body, like if his grip weakened on me, even a little, I would fizzle into the air and cease to exist.

His arm wrapped my back, and he stroked gently along my spine with his finger, caressing my skin, while we stared at the ceiling. The musty, antiquated smell that was always trapped within the walls of the room stung my nostrils harder now. The scents of him and the warmth of his body, seeping into me, somehow ...