I can feel my body trembling as Tate is laid next to me, unsure if it is from nerves or anticipation. His hand is on my waist, holding me close to him, the racing of my heart blending in with the racing of his heart…
He pauses his gentle kisses to look down at me, softly moving my hair off my face. “Are you ok, Vi? You are trembling. You want to stop?” he whispers.
Did I want to stop? Hell no I did not! Yes, I am a little nervous, not like this is something I have done before, perhaps something to do with the fact I had been led to believe I was two years younger than I actually am! Though in this instant, I am so glad for that, because it means this moment has been saved for Tate. Nerves aside, it is something I know I am wanting, and having learnt what fated mates are, I know that this
