Chapter 23

HAVEN I open the door hoping that I'm wrong but what do you know? Surprise surprise. Aamon is standing at my study table flipping through my note pad. His shoulder are tense and his jaw is clenched. What the hell is he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be comforting his crazy sister or something? This can only mean one thing, it's not a friendly visit at all, this side of Aamon makes me very uneasy. he still focuses on the notepad despite being aware of my presence. I draw in a deep breath, mastering courage and then I step up to him. My plan is to keep a distance because Aamon can be quite unpredictable sometimes. I haven't even taken three steps when he swiftly turns around and grabs me by the wrist, pulling me against his hard tanned body. I let out a scream of shock which has him slapping his palm over my mouth. His eyes are hard on mine. "Haven?" A soft knock comes at the door. "Sweetie is everything okay? I heard you scream." Aamon's hand is still covering my mouth. "Haven?" My mo