A Love Story: Quentin and Kiana

Part 4

Quentin frowned. "OK, well I disagree with you leaving me, but I can respect what you want. Now, Ms. Storm., let's find an apartment that I will approve of."

Kiana gasped; she angered him somehow. "Quent..." He placed his fingers on her lips. Then he explained.

"Kiana, you are right. I have to let you go for a little while. It's hard for me because I see you as..." He could not tell her yet. She was not ready. However, he knew he had to give his mate time to grow.

"I remember promising to take care of you. If you move out, you might find a guy you like better." He added.

Kiana smiled, "Quentin, there is no one better than you. You are my best friend." She kissed his cheek. Quentin smiled, and spent the day helping her find a place.

Living on her own was exhilarating. She spent as much time in Quentin's home as she did her own. When she found the small apartment at first, Quentin asked her to give him a few days. She found it strange that his friend Snake came in for a visit.

That was not all. It seemed as if the two men interviewed everyone that lived in the building. Her first night in her new apartment was torturing. Quentin stopped by and stayed for the longest time and as much as she loved company, she wanted him to go home. Eventually he did leave but he called her twice before she finally slept.

The next few weeks went by uneventfully. One night, Quentin had a nightmare. At one in the morning, he was at her apartment checking on her. Kiana opened the door and knew immediately that he was upset. She ushered him inside. Quentin would not stop touching her.

"Quentin, I'm fine." Kiana whispered.

"The dream, the men found you and you screamed for me. I couldn't get to you. I couldn't protect you. I have to protect you, Kiana. I can't fail you." Quentin whispered, holding her close.

He shook. She needed to comfort him, reassure him. "I'm safe. It's OK. Calm down."

He let go and looked at her. She stole his breath, even with her hair in disarray, her face make up free, she was beautiful, and she was his. His wolf was furious that he let her move from the house they live in. When he had the nightmare, his animal was on edge.

Kiana sighed, no man has the right the look that good so this early in the morning. The two sat on the small sofa in her apartment. Kiana made coffee as he sat. They dream coffee and Quentin watched her. He wanted her back at home with him.

Soon Kiana needed sleep. Quentin yawned. "Go to bed, I'll sleep here." Kiana laughed. "No, come to bed. It's big enough?" Kiana chuckled.

Quentin knew he should refuse. Sleeping in bed with her was a bad idea. His wolf thought it was a great idea. He was ready, willing, and more than ready. Quentin crawled in with her and held her and soon they both slept.

The next few hours, Kiana actually rested. She knew it was because Quentin stayed over. The next morning, he took her out for breakfast, and then have her a ride to work. She now worked at the recruitment center. As a part-time worker, she was only required to work three days a week.