Forty Four
Terrence
The morning after the ceremony, I woke up to the most beautiful face snuggled on me. My Timothee. My mate. What would I do to be able to have this same moment for the rest of life and the next?
Anything.
The night we mated, I felt something more than just our bodies connecting, our hearts, our souls, but everything felt right in place. Like the world was ours and nothings else mattered. I know he felt it, too. I saw it in his eyes.
Though Timothee seems to be still a mystery, it felt as if I've known him for a long time. If I believe in legends, I would say we've been together in our past lives, too.
Is that weird?
I heard a soft giggle and a hand playing with my chin as I recalled my mating with Timothee. Warm breath greeted the side of my neck as Timothee hu
