I was itching to go to the library.
There had to be books about mates. Nate wasn’t really giving me much information about mates. Every time I asked him about it, he kissed me and succeeded in making me forget what I had asked him about.
A sigh fell from my lips.
Nate was fast asleep in bed.
My eyes darted over him, taking in his naked muscled frame. I licked my lips, remembering his taste.
Leaning forward, I studied the tattoo on his chest a little closer. Of course, I had seen it numerous times, but I never got the opportunity to get a better look at it.
For a second my eyes darted up to his face to make sure that he was still asleep. The symbol looked familiar. I held up my wrist, eyes darting between the brand on my skin and the tattoo on his.
It looked exactly the same, only hi
