Chapter 16: Mistaken Identity
(Hector's POV)
"Ethan, you're back..." Samantha murmured, her fingers warm against my wrist.
I froze instantly. Her voice was soft, dreamlike.
She was clearly mistaking me for her mate in her half-asleep state.
"The sofa is so uncomfortable," she continued, her eyes still closed. "Carry me to bed?"
My heart pounded against my ribs. This was inappropriate. I should wake her, explain her mistake.
Instead, I found myself carefully sliding one arm beneath her knees.
The other arm wrapped around her shoulders, lifting her against my chest. She weighed almost nothing.
"Thank you," she whispered, her head nestling perfectly against my shoulder.
Her scent enveloped me - a delicate mix of healing herbs and something uniquely her. Intoxicating.
I c
