---Trouble---
(Seamus's Point of View)
I smiled to myself and walked closely behind my mate as we made our way to where the boy was sitting. She was just so naturally beautiful and I already had trouble keeping my hands to myself. I knew I'd have to rein in the overwhelming urge to touch her, but the mate bond made it excruciatingly hard to do so. It demanded that I keep as much contact as possible.
Like in the line, being that close to her and hearing how her heart practically raced from her chest. Her body already reacted to me like a mate’s should, and she didn’t even realize she did anything. That made it even better somehow, but made it even harder on me at the same time. I could barely keep myself under control. My primal instinct was to reach out and pull her tightly against me s
