Chapter 139;

"Are you sure you saw a mountain lion or are you saying that because that's what the police told you?"

"A mountain lion," she repeated with a nod.

Stiles saw that she looked dazed and when to grab the stuffed giraffe on her table. "What's this?"

"A mountain lion," she answered.

"Okay," he said tossing it. "You're so drunk." But then Lydia went and rested her head right on his thigh making him suck in a lot of air in surprise. He was starting to feel his insides burning up and the heat was starting to flow downwards. The last thing he needed was to humiliate himself in front of Lydia right now. He then eased her off of him and she went to lay her head back on her pillow. He then stood up. "Well, I'm going to…go," he said making his way for the door. "I'll let you get back to the whole Post Traumatic Stress thing."

Yet before he could leave Lydia said, "Stay."

Stiles opened the door back fully wide and got back in before closing it. "Me stay? You want me to stay?"

"Mm Hmm," she nodded as she patted the bed again for him to join her. He then came over instantly. "Yes, please," she said with a smile. "Stay."