*Calvin*
Mace runs until every bit of our body is sore. The exhaustion in my muscles feels so good. I go to the lake and find Michael sitting on the ground beside it.
“Sorry,” I tell him. I shouldn’t have made him wait so long.
He waves me off. “You needed to run. What the hell is going on?”
I sit beside him, embarrassed to talk to anyone about it. “She kissed me.”
“OK?” he asks.
“With her tongue,” I continue.
“That’s normal, Calvin,” he shrugs.
I sigh. “I started to get hard.”
“And? That’s completely normal.”
“Not when your mate spent a year locked away and being raped,” I point out. “That can’t happen. I can’t scare her.”
He nods. “I think you have to talk to her about this.”
“I can’t,” I protest. “I don’t want to push her away, and I don’t want it to seem like I’
