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My mate… My mate… M. A. T. E.
Even as I spelled it out in my head during the drive to my apartment, I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. My car was still parked at Kathy’s place, but I had left her a note saying I was heading back to my apartment to pick up some things, hoping she wouldn’t overthink why my car remained there. I couldn’t explain what had happened. I couldn’t articulate that the powerful man beside me was my mate. MY mate. What in the world was going on?
But it explained so many feelings—the overwhelming need and hunger I felt for him. I had never been like this before. I had never wanted someone so intensely. I had never experienced such desperation. But it was more than just physical attraction. He didn’t just satisfy me with the many times we had been together.
