him?” Becca laughed, a small sound but happy. “I will always love Kurt. He was my first love, you know.” She reached for his hands. “But I am not in love with him. I don’t think I was even in love with him when I was planning our ceremony.” Mike frowned. Now he was even more confused. “Kurt was never cruel to me. You should know that. After we spoke he offered to give it more time, to keep dating and just hold off on the ceremony. To give me time to grow up. He could remain in the military, do one more tour, before coming back to mate with me and take the position with the Pack…if I could tell him I loved him more than anything in the world, and was ready to settle down for the rest of my life. That there was nothing and no one else I wanted. That I was okay with my life always remaining the same.” She took a deep breath. “And I couldn’t do it faced with having him in front of me and asking for the first time what I really wanted. No one had really ever asked me that, not even my dad. Everyone had just assumed I wanted to mate and have us start our lives together. But I couldn’t do it. And Kurt had known. “He made the hard decisions for me that night. Made himself the bad guy. I blamed him for a long time. For years I hated him, even if I knew deep down we’d been rushing into a commitment.” “What changed?” Mike enquired. “I did. I finished college and went on my first assignment away from home. I travelled for another month. Took my pictures and met good friends. I would have never have been able to do that. Not then.” “I thought about writing to him a few years ago to see if I could repair our friendship because above all else we had been friends. Kenny didn’t know how to get hold of him and I couldn’t ask my dad. I was worried he’d think there was a chance of us getting back together.” She pulled him closer. “I like my life. I am very happy. I wasn’t meant to be with Kurt. I know that and he knows that. I want more now.” “What do you want?” he whispered and leaned towards her. “I want everything. I want it all. My happily ever after. I deserve that. I was upset because my dad and Kenny kept something big from me. But I was scared that you would see Kurt and question what I felt for you.” “Me?” he teased. “Worried about me?” She grinned. “Yes. You are who I want, Mr Jackson. Already what I feel is stronger than anything I’ve ever experienced before.” Pressing his mouth over Becca’s, he swallowed the sound when she moaned. He could work with that. Hell, he felt the same way. He wanted to mark her and let everyone know who she belonged to. “Tell me you feel the same,” she pleaded. “I do,” he told her quietly but truthfully. “You’re mine.” He moved his mouth to her neck, nibbling and sucking. “Marking me?” she asked running her hands under his shirt. Mike sucked harder before popping himself up on his elbows. “That’s just to start. Everyone will know you belong to me. That I belong to you.” “Yes,” she urged. “That’s what I want.” “I’ll give you what you want. What you need,” he promised. She giggled. “Well then, have your way with me.”
Chapter Seven Becca slowly woke wrapped around Mike’s solid form, her head on his shoulder and their hands clasped over his chest. She felt lighter after her talk with Mike the night before. Her confession to Mike had opened old wounds but she was glad to have got it out of the way. She was upset with her dad and her best friend but she knew why they had kept Kurt’s appearance a secret. And after thinking about it, she was glad they had. There was no way of knowing how she would have reacted knowing that her ex was close by. She hadn’t lied when she’d told Mike she wasn’t in love with Kurt. It had taken a lot of years for her to realise that their relationship was what everyone else had wanted. She’d gone along with it for no other reason