James drove Amelia to the office because he didn’t want her to drive.

The previous night, they slept in seperate rooms like they always did, but James wasn’t happy with it.

He had no idea why, but he wanted to lay next to her like he did in the club house.

The way she wrapped her hands around him in the middle of the night like she took him as her protector made him happy.

But he couldn’t bring himself to tell him that he wanted ...