Mason
The next two days are filled with nothing but me catering to Siara’s every need, even though there weren’t many. She’s very stubborn and defiantly independent, something I love about my mate.
Mate.
I love referring to her as that, and I love the complete feeling I have now that we’re together. I no longer walk around as if a piece of me is missing. It’s a good feeling, one that we both share.
We spend her restrictive orders lounging around in bed. We do a lot of catching up, some tickling when I can’t resist touching her, and a whole lot of kissing which is my favorite part.
I’m going to miss this because I know once the doctor examines her stomach today and sees that the incision has healed over nicely, she will be free to get off bed rest and back into her daily duties.
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