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with his beautiful green ones. “I am sorry I yelled at you earlier. The last few days have been so stressful; it’s beginning to wear on me.”
     
    I smiled a little, “I can understand.” Yet, stressful didn’t even begin to describe it.
     
    He smiled back and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Forgive me?”
     
    “Always. Just don’t do it again.” I half-heartedly joked.
     
    He kissed me again, then with a sigh he laid back on the bed with his hands behind his head and I joined him, resting my head on his chest.
     
    “Werewolves are dangerous creatures, you know,” he stated.
     
    “Only things I know about them are what you’ve told me, and that’s not much.”
     
    “It’s hard to know what’s going to happen to Carter. With his vampire lineage mixed with a Were bite, it may kill him.”
     
    My stomach turned at the thought of losing Carter and the pain not only I would feel, but the horrific pain Kiera would experience. Then I yawned.
     
    Oliver rolled me off his chest and, taking both my hands, pulled me off the bed. “Gather your dirty clothes and I’ll start a load of laundry.” He handed me my star-covered tank top and said, “That sweatshirt needs washing badly.” Thankfully he didn’t mention anything about me showing my bra to the world.
     
    He turned his back to me and pulled the dark plaid, flannel comforter down along with the dark blue flannel sheets while I shrugged out of the hoodie and pulled my tank over my head and into place. I gathered my dirty clothes, along with his sweatshirt, handed them to him and he headed into the laundry room. I picked up my pillow and pulled my fleece blanket out of the case. It was my favorite blanket, my aunt had made it for me years ago. It was aqua with different sizes of white stars scattered all over it and white satin binding around the top and bottom edges. I crawled into Oliver’s bed, laid down on the side against the wall and covered myself with my blanket.
     
    He returned to the room moments later. “You know your shirt’s on inside out?” I said with another yawn.
     
    He stopped in the middle of the room and looked down at it. He shrugged and let out a little chuckle, “At least I ended up with a shirt on,” he laughed as he climbed into bed beside me.
     
    “Ha.” Was all I said, sarcastically of course. Then I scooted as close as possible and rested my head on his chest again. I was too tired to be embarrassed by what had happened. Plus nothing like that should matter when one of my closest friends was fighting for his life. Oliver wrapped an arm around me and I sighed as the comfort of him filled me. The sound of the water running into the washing machine helped my mind go blank and I was asleep within moments.
     
    It didn’t seem like I’d been out that long when I woke to the squeak of the dryer and Oliver crawling back into bed. “I was just swapping the laundry. Go back to sleep,” he said with a kiss to my forehead as he climbed back into bed beside me. And with that, I cozied myself back into him and fell into a deep, deep slumber.
     

Chapter 4 - Cheesy Treasures
     
    My dreams had left me with fleeting memories of being chased, screams and blood. I was relieved when I opened my eyes and I was in the comfort of Oliver’s presence. He had an original Rubik’s Cube in his hands. I rolled off of his chest and onto my back and stretched. He smiled, his eyes sparkling at me. “How long did I sleep?” I asked.
     
    “Almost twelve hours.” He set the mixed up puzzle on a shelf of his oak headboard.
     
    “Dang. I must be making up for lost time.” And probably some lost blood…
     
    “You’ll be happy to know that Carter has improved. Only a tiny bit, but at least he’s not getting worse.” He was off the bed then. Standing beside it, looking down at me.
     
    “Can I go see him?” It was a bit of a relief to hear he was getting better.
     
    He shook his head lightly, “Not yet. Felix is in there with