Chapter Twenty-five

   Startled at my new revelation, I slowly peel myself from Flavius. Our breath comes out in short bouts as we stare into each other's eyes. 

    "You have no idea how long I have waited for this," I say, my hands still buried in his hair, lightly stroking.    

    "How long exactly have you been waiting to kiss me," he asks, chuckling. 

    "I am not speaking of the kiss, what I mean is I have waited for you, my mate, a long time."

     "Mate?"