Jason’s P.O.V.
Life was great. No, skip that, life was f*****g fabulous right now. Almost perfect in every way. Because here I was, living a dream life, and every night I was ending my day by going to bed with my dream girl, only to wake up the next day to start again with her by my side, as I would wake up to watch her as she still slept. It had been three weeks since finding out that Sami was my one true mate, and I had moved into her house and we had made it ours. God, I loved the feeling of the word ‘ours’.
Sigh…
The house was coming along nicely already, the bathroom still needed some last touches to make it ‘complete’, but nothing that I couldn’t handle on my own. The most difficult part was just finding the time to actually do it. Not that I didn’t have any spare time on my hands
