James’ POV
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” I growl. As I get closer, I catch a familiar scent. “f**k, John. I know you want to meet our new mate, but don’t disguise your scent. I could have hurt you,” I growl, shifting back. “Oh hush, you would have rolled in the mud with me for a bit before we got down and dirty. I know you would never hurt me,” John teases as he emerges from behind a tree. Moving towards my mate, I pull him in for a kiss. “I can’t stay long, or she will start to worry. The quicker her divorce is settled, the quicker she will be ours. I will bring her by your office tomorrow to get the process started,” I give him one last peck on the lips as I run off towards the house.
I love John, but damn, he can be impatient sometimes. He was there the day Amelia came int
