“Are you sure, Oz? You’re not going to give me up?” Vanessa asked.
“Not ever again. You’re my mate, Vanessa. I’m never giving you up.” I told her.
“Even if I stop right now and never have another surgery?”
“I love Vanessa, no matter what form she’s in.”
“You said you weren’t gay.” She replied.
“You aren’t a man. Every body is different. I love your soul. If I hadn’t been such a stupid pup, I would have been loving that soul all this time.” I said.
“You’re not just regretting it because I’m hot now?”
I chuckled. “Back when I thought it was your past self who was my mate, I wondered if the goddess had created the only man on earth I could go gay for. There was always something about you that was beautiful. I regretted not even trying to see where the mate bond led. I should’ve
