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words.
    She didn’t want to go.
    He crossed the room, and took the suitcase from her hand.
    “Why are you trying to leave me, honeypie?
    “I know you’re not attracted to me anymore, and I—”
    “What makes you think I’m not attracted to you?”
    “You’re sleeping on the couch,” she spat.
    Her tone and eye roll implied he was the stupidest man on earth, and he’d had to hold in his laugh. Sassy or not, she was beautiful.
    “So?”
    “So, I’ve seen the kind of women you…hang out with now, and I look nothing like them. And I never will. I know I’m your mate, but I refuse to be with someone who doesn’t love all of me. I need more than friendship from a potential boyfriend.”
    “I’m not a potential boyfriend, I am your boyfriend, and you’re not merely my mate, you’re my everything. I was trying to be respectful, to prove to you I’ve changed, but I want you, honeypie. More than ever.”
    “I…what about all those other women?”
    “Not my type. The women were a way to control my urge to shift, and to fuel my anger, but it only worked if they didn’t remind me of you. I love your soft, curvy body, honeypie. You’re perfect.”
    “I doubt that,” she laughed.
    “Well, you’re perfect for me,” he said.
    She took a step forward and placed a hand on his chest.
    “Reid?”
    Her proximity nearly drove him insane, and he swallowed hard.
    “Yeah?”
    “You were my first, and my last—”
    “You’re only,” he said. “Forever.”
    He dropped her bag, wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. Whether she’d waited for him specifically, or just never found anyone else worthy enough to appreciate her, he didn’t care. The fact that his mate had never been with another fueled his desire.
    “Yes.”
    His cock throbbed at her admission, and his control nearly snapped. He’d never come from mere words before, but he hadn’t been with his mate in seven long years. In an effort to regain some control, he bent down and lifted her over his shoulder.
    “Reid!” she screamed. “Put me down.”
    “No, I don’t think so,” he said, marching toward the bedroom.
    She kicked her legs and pounded against his back, but he smacked her ass hard, and held on tight to the backs of her legs. Her reaction was exactly what he’d needed, and by the time he dropped her on the bed, his dick had calmed down. He was still hard as a rock, but he’d lost the urge to come in his pants.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked, scampering off the bed.
    “This.”
    He leaned down and covered her lips with his, and he knew the exact moment she decided to give in and forgive him. Her lips parted slightly, and he shoved his tongue inside her mouth. She stroked her tongue against his, and moaned as they tasted each other again.
    Mmm… Brown sugar and honey.
    She still tasted like brown sugar and honey, and he needed more.
    He pulled her shirt up, and when she raised her arms, he lifted it over her head and threw it across the room. Next, he unhooked her pink lace bra and slid it down her arms. He pulled back to see her perfect breasts, and her nipples hardened under his gaze. He closed his hands around the ample flesh, and groaned when she spilled out of his palms.
    “You are so beautiful,” he said.
    “You have too many clothes on,” she responded.
    “So do you.”
    He reached for the button on her jeans, but she got to the hem of his shirt first. She pushed the material up his chest, and he grabbed the edge and ripped it off.
    He growled as her soft hands explored his burning flesh, but she ignored him and traced every dip and groove. She outlined his shoulders and biceps, but when she moved to investigate his back, he grabbed her arm to stop her.
    “Later,” he grunted. “I need you, mate. Right now.”
    Her answering smile told him she knew she was driving him crazy, and she reveled in it. He loved seeing her confidence return. Seven years ago, she never worried about whether or