The following morning, Joaquin woke up alone, looking toward the bathroom and sniffing. He lay there for a few minutes contacting Francemia through their link, but she didn’t answer. “Why is Sunshine blocking me? Why did she go?” He jumps out of bed, grabs his robe, and puts it on while walking out the door. Joaquin starts walking toward the stairs mumbling, “Who did she go to kill without him when he smells his mate's intoxicating scent of cherry and vanilla. He looks down the hall on their floor. “Why is she in there?” Joaquin walks into their private kitchen and grins, looking at his naked mate throwing a pancake up and catching it on the griddle. "Best scenery I've ever been." He licks his lips. “This woman is always driving me crazy.” Joaquin walks behind her wrapping his arms aro
