The Trip

JAMES POV

I woke up that morning, completely exhausted. Sometimes that happens when I use my gift for a long time. That, and Addie’s memories were exhausting. I couldn’t believe she had gone through all of that, and my heart ached for my mate.

I woke up to piano playing. It was soft and beautiful, and I could feel the peace in Addie through our mate bond. I smiled and stretched. It was so worth my exhaustion if it could make her feel good.

After breakfast we found ourselves lounging in bed again, her in her new tank top and a pair of undies. She looked so good I considered postponing my plans so I could see how good she tasted.

“When are we going back?” she asked, idly twirling one of my hair strands around her finger.

I pushed myself back so I could see her whole face.

“A or B?” I asked.

“What?” she was confused.

“A or B? Or one or two, if you prefer numbers.” I couldn’t keep the sneaky grin off my face.

“Ummm, B.” Addie decided and then raised one eyebrow at me. It was