Marisol's POV:
I shook Lola's hand as she gave me a beautiful smile. She was gorgeous. Supermodel worthy even. She had long straight black hair that went all the way down her back and bright clear blue eyes. Like staring at the sky on a good day. She had curves in all the right places, and she wore clothes like she had stepped off a runway. River watched my face and then he growled softly.
"Mari." I looked up to meet his eyes. "Stop that." Lola frowned at him.
"Stop what?" She asked and he huffed.
"Don't compare yourself to Lola. This isn't a game. How many times do I have to tell you? YOU are my mate. I am not some fickle human." Before I could argue, he stepped forward and grabbed my chin. He kissed me hard and I gasped softly. When he pulled back from the kiss, he placed his forehea
