WARNING: s****l content
Anthony’s POV:
We have been standing guard silently for around fifteen minutes now. His sandalwood scent is all around me, and I take deep, calming breaths, trying to muster up the courage to start our conversation. I don’t want us to spend the next four hours just standing here, pretending to focus on the task at hand.
It’s now or never. Okay. Deep breath in, deep breath out. “Solomon, what are your plans?” He raises his eyebrows. “What do you mean?” Of course, I mean only one thing. “With us, the mate bond. What are your plans? Do you want me?”
I watch the perplexed look on his face. He nods, “I want you…” He bites his lower lip and shakes his head lightly. “I mean if you’ll have me.” What the actual f**k does he mean? “Of course, I’ll have you. What could pos
