Blake's pov

I lifted a brow at the look of guilt on his face, he looked like he was caught stealing.

"We need to talk." I hiss at him.

"Hold on," he said. lifting the window pane.

He stretched out his hands to me but I declined, lifting myself with his body strength. I started to climb through the window but he stopped me.

"I don't think you can fit in here,"

"Watch me," I snapped.

I lifted my body and climbed the ledge, I didn't fit. He was right.

I struggled as he watched till I couldn't take it anymore.

"A little help?" I snapped.

He seemed to get...