Olivia's POV
My heart stopped beating, and I stared at him dumbfounded. He wanted to tell everyone about us already?
"Kitten?"
"André, I... I... I'm not ready. I don't think that I can do it. It's too soon, and so much has happened. You saw the way my mom reacted, and…
I couldn't help babbling. A few minutes ago, I was soliloquising about how I was ready to accept him as my mate, but now my feet had gotten cold, and I was backing away.
My rambling continued, but I soon felt a soft finger press against my lips, silencing me.
"Shhhhh, kitten. You're overthinking this."
I felt my eyes become moist, and I slowly removed André's fingers from my lips.
"André, I'm not ready..."
"Princess, you would never be ready if I left it to you. There is no better time than the present."
He stroke
