Fighting The Mating Bond

“I knew it!" Marissa yells cheerfully getting scolded by my mom. I want to look away. I have to, right? This... is wrong. I was adamant about my decision when I said he couldn't be our mate... so why am I finding it difficult to look away from him?

His hand gently pulls me, making the sparks increase. My eyes widened, if it was even possible as I gasped under my breath feeling his hand trail around my waist. "Abbie.... Abbie Montero. It's... It's really you." he says tugging his lips into a full grin and getting closer, his lips... are so plumped... so... kissable. I can hear my heartbeat as if it had a damn megaphone right in my ear. Can he hear it? I bet he can. His chest is so... close, making me want to run my hands over those pecks. I can still see a bit of beads from the sweat he formed from running here.

"You're... my mate!" he says pulling me closer, caving me in his arms. His lips get closer and closer until he's less than an inch away, almost touching my lips. I can feel hi