'Him?' I shockingly questioned as soon as my gaze became locked on Klaus.
'Yes, him.... Aren't you two like bestfriends?'
'Amm...Yeah, I guess.'
'Good. So, can we run our fingers through his black shiny mane and snuggle within his warmth, engulfed by that scent?'
Instinctively, my eyes trailed down his broad chest, observing the way his white t-shirt slung unto him, leaving little to the imagination.
Shot! What am I thinking? I vigorously shook my head, pulling back my wandering thoughts. 'Sunny, how do you know there's warmth in his arms- you know what, nevermind answering, because it doesn't matter. We can't.'
'Why, what's wrong?'
'We've got a whole mate standing behind us, Sunny.'
'So? Aren't we allowed to be friendly.... When wolves get together, we like to nestle our noses
