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Don’t care, either.
He rolls to his side with me in his arms, and I can stretch out against him. And he’s still kissing me, a couple of starving men filling each other’s empty spaces.
No pun intended.
I feel safe. I feel loved.
What do I even do with all that when I don’t know what will happen in the immediate future?
I look up into his eyes, and he gently cups my cheek. This time, he whispers aloud. “If you think I’m letting you go, or letting you get away from me, then you need to forget it. Because I’m not. I don’t care what we have to do, I can’t lose you.”
Shivers ripple through my soul, raising gooseflesh all over my body. It’s the perfect kind of terrifying.
It’s strange and yet the most comfortable I’ve ever felt.
“Is this what a mate bond feels like?” I ask.
He smiles. “I sure fuckin’ hope so.”
Chapter Fifty-Four
Todd
Well THAT happened
Well, that happened.
I’m not normally one to disobey my pack Alpha, but the peace filling me now that Mal is in my arms and we’ve crossed that barrier is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
I nuzzle the top of his head, savoring his scent. There’s no place I want to be other than right here, holding him.
Again, this isn’t anything I’ve ever felt before. It makes everything else I’ve experienced in the past feel like old, blurry, sepia-toned photos compared to vibrantly colored HD TV.
In my life I’ve had a lot of sex—a lot of sex—and a lot of fun doing it.
But nothing ever nurtured my soul the way I now feel with Mal.
If this isn’t a mate bond we have, and I lose him to someone else…
I don’t want to contemplate that.
I won’t contemplate that.
He rolls to face me, skin-to-skin, and stares up into my face. “You won’t lose me,” he quietly says.
I smile and trace the line of his jaw with my thumb. “Guess I think loud too, huh?”
“Yeah, you do.” He feels perfect snuggled there. “I need to grab a shower and another shirt before I head to the barn.”
I snort. “I didn’t do a very good job if you can still walk, baby.”
“Sleeping with the boss means I’m damned sure not going to slack off and have the other guys hating on me because they think I’m getting special privileges.” He grabs my chin and makes me meet his gaze. “Look, I’m not a mooch. I meant it when I said I want to earn my keep, and since we did this, I suspect I need to at least prove to the others I’m not simply expecting to be taken care of.”
I nuzzle his nose. “What if I want to make you a kept man?”
“Uh, that’s a fuck no, sorry.”
The vehemence of his answer surprises me. “Why?”
