{{Charlotte's POV.}}
We arrived back in a few hours. I was careful and didn't run over anything. Although, I did almost hit another car once. If Seth hadn't grabbed the wheel at the last minute, we would have caused a crash.
"Sorry," I apologized when the car was back under control.
He didn't say anything, just shook his head.
We pulled up in the driveway. It didn't seem like anybody was home yet. Maybe Dad had parked his car in the garage.
"You want to come in?" I asked Seth. I didn't want to leave him out here when Jacob wasn't here yet. He was the one driving him back home.
"Sure."
We stepped out and walked to the door. I unlocked it.
"I don't know when Jacob is coming back, but you can stay here for a while." I turned to look at him, but he wasn't behind me. "Seth?"
He was standing a few feet from my car, looking into the forest. I walked up behind him.
"Seth?" I touched his shoulder. He spun around quickly making me jump back in surprise. His face looked troubled, eyes glazed over. "Hey, are you okay?" He seemed to relax at my voice.
"Uh, yeah. Just thought I saw something." His eyes glanced around quickly before resting on me again.
I looked around his shoulder. "Like what?" I clearly didn't see anything out here. Then again, it was getting dark.
"Nothing." He shook his head. "Don't worry about it." He gestured to the front door that was still open. "Shall we?"
I nodded and turned towards the door. I saw his gaze swipe outside again before he closed the door behind him.
"Hungry?" I asked, walking towards the kitchen.
"No, I'm fine."
I went to make a sandwich then went to sit in the living room. He followed close behind.
"Well, it looks like someone has fixed up the TV." It was the only thing hooked up; the room still had boxes everywhere.
"It was the first thing your dad put together."
"No surprise there." There was only the single couch still sitting there. The chair was nowhere to be seen. I sat near the edge, curling my feet underneath me, making room for him.
I flicked on the TV. The news was on. We silently watched it for a few hours. I had put my plate on the floor. I yawned, feeling myself starting to drift off to sleep.
"Sleepy?"
"A little." A clock struck 10 somewhere in the house. I laid my head in my arms. I yawned again.
He laughed, silently shaking the couch. "Come here." He held open his arms.
I didn't think twice about crawling into them. They looked so warm and inviting. I snuggled close to him, relaxing and enjoying the sweet woody and slightly musky smell coming off him as his arms wrapped around me. I let out a small sigh.
"Comfortable?"
I nodded. I could hear his steady heartbeat. He is so warm, I thought. I was slowly fading into sleep.
"Charlotte?"
"Hmmm..." Why was he waking me?
"I have to tell you something."
"Mmmm..." I tried to stay awake, but it wasn't working.
I feel asleep before he said anything.