"Catherine!" Stefan called out, looking around for her. He had searched for her everywhere in the packhouse, but she was nowhere to be found. There was one last place left for him to search, and that was his bedroom. Her presence there might seem obvious, but it wasn't, as Catherine never went to Stefan's bedroom in the packhouse. They had had all their intimate moments back at his bedroom in his own place, not in the one in the packhouse. Thus, frowning, he made his way to his bedroom.
"Catherine?" He asked, opening the door and stepping in, and to his shock, there she sat, on his bed, her back towards him. The room was dark, lit up with only scented candles. The scent of roses filled his nose, exciting him, and he sighed, taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
"Close the door," Cat
