Claire's POV

My eyes widened in panic and I looked around helplessly wondering why he was taking me to his bedroom.

"I don't need to go to your bedroom. Just put me down, you creep," I protested, struggling to get down but he just chuckled and held me tightly.

"There's no need to get so worked up. It's the only place that has furniture to sit on," he told me and I gulped the panic away. Oh, was he telling me the truth?

"Oh, but I can sit on the floor," I said, making him roll his eyes.

He took me to his room and put me down and encircled...