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He shifted onto his side, gesturing for me to do the same. When I settled, he entwined my fingers with his, brought them to his lips, and rasped, “Mine.”

Tears filled my eyes.

Colt gently pushed my hair back. “It’s gonna be okay, Freya.”

I tried to blink the tears away, but one tracked down my cheek. “I’m worried about what will happen when we get back to the club.”

Colt grinned. “I’ll rent a place in town. We can meet there and spend time together.”

I rolled my eyes. “Trust you to arrange a sex den.”

He barked a laugh.

I slapped his arm. “It’s not funny.”

“Well, I think it’s cute how you think I’m sex mad for you when I waited fuckin’ years to get inside that sweet pussy of yours.” His eyes turned languid.

I couldn’t help giggling. “Hope I was worth all the sexual frustration.”

Colt’s eyes softened. “You’re worth everythin’. Never been into virgins before, but knowin’ it’s you and you saved yourself for me makes me wanna punch the fuckin’ air. You’re mine and only mine; you always will be, and I can’t say I’m mad about it.”

“It’s always been you.” I smiled. “I knew it the moment you walked into the clubhouse with Dad. You looked straight at me, and it felt like I’d been punched in the chest.”

He stroked my cheek with his thumb, ocean-blues bright with emotion. “I was drawn to you from day one. I told myself it was a meetin’ of minds, someone I could actually talk to without feelin’ like a freak. But Frey, deep down, I knew you were mine. I’m sorry I fought it, but I’m also glad because you grew up to be you and made it so I couldn’t imagine a life without you in it. It was knowing I had to leave the club—and you—that spurred me into action. Knew I couldn’t walk away without my princess.”

My heart bounced in my chest.

“I know it’s been fast, and I’ve gone at light speed, but we already know each other inside out. I’m sure about you and us.”

“I’m sure too,” I murmured. “It feels like I’ve been waiting for you to catch up for what seems like forever.”

He leaned down and softly kissed me. “Go to sleep, it’s been a long day.”

His arm went around me, and I snuggled into his chest, smiling when I thought about how I loved it when he called me baby. For a while, I could forget we had to hide and that we may be parted.

So, I closed my eyes, cleared my mind, and just held on, committing the feel of Colt’s arms around me to memory, and tried not to think about the fact that one day soon, I may not have him.

“Morning, gorgeous. Are you ready for our last day?” Abi called through the car window.

I pulled the door open, slid inside, pulled my seatbelt across, and clicked it into place. “Morning, babe.”

My friend's eyes fixated on my face.

My head reared back slightly. “What?”

“He popped your cherry!” she announced loudly.

My skull fell back onto the headrest. “Oh my God. How did you even know?”

Her mouth curved into a huge grin. “Woo hoo!!!” She smacked the steering wheel excitedly before turning back to me. “I can smell it. I’m like a vampire or something... No! I’m a hybrid like Klaus Michaelson. An extra powerful, uber vamp slash wolf with a supernatural sense of smell, and you, Freya Stone, donotpass the sniff test.”

“It’s too early for this shit,” I whined.

“So,” my friend breathed excitedly. “How was it? Did it hurt? Did he make you come? How big is his dickadoodah?”

I laughed. “You’re the only med student I know who calls a penis a dickadoodah.”

Abigail checked her mirrors and pulled away. “Don’t change the subject. You’re a woman now. You’ve been deflowered, so pull up your big girl panties and tell Auntie Abi how it was.”

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