Isabella’s P.O.V.Yearning.
Yes, you read it right; that’s what I was feeling at this moment. I was yearning for his touch, I wanted his hands all over me; in places I never thought I would ever want to be touched especially from someone with whom I don’t have any kind of relationship. YET!
“He is our mate i***t, you don’t need a tag to crave his touch” I hear Aurora remind me as if I have turned stupid to realize that.
“No s**t Sherlock. You think I don’t know that?” I ask her.
She doesn’t reply back but Mason asks again, “Babe you still there?”
I gulp, thinking what am I supposed to reply to that with; not to this question but to his earlier statement about dreaming me in his bed in between the sheets and that to Naked.
His words not mine.
Finally I come up with a very nice way to
