Zander slid onto the bar stool next to me and I just stared at him like an i***t. His nonchalance was killing me. He looked and smelled so good. I wanted to jump his bones right there in the restaurant but he acted as though the bond barely affected him. Not to mention we had this history between us, even if it wasn't about us...wow, can this situation be any more messed up?
"How...Wait...You knew? That night at the birthday bash, you knew I was your mate?" That was the only time I had seen him since my birthday two months before the party. We had graduated, it was summertime. I had no reason to see him up to that point. The bartender came over and Zander just ordered a coke.
"So no small talk, how ya been?" Zander teased with a twinkle in his eyes. See? He likes to chat up the girls but
