Walker's POV:

Last night we lay there together, talking in whispers, occasionally touching and kissing for hours. That hadn't been the plan. I'd told myself when I came to stay with her that we wouldn't have sex. I'd told myself firmly that it was one hundred percent not allowed while ever she still had her stitches. Yet, not three days later I'd f*cked up and well... f*cked her.

As annoyed at myself as I am, I don't regret it.

If she were to tell me I hurt her, then I ...