“I am starving.” Micah declared, his arms tightly wrapped around me while we caught our breath and my lips widened in a smile. I inched close to him, wanting to fuse with him.
But a smile was too little an emotion to express what I had just experienced, so I burst into laughter, one emanating from deep inside me.
The sound startled him, and he stared at me, his eyes softening with so much love, and I wondered why I had ever doubted my feelings for him.
“You are happy.” He stated rather than asked, but I still responded.
“Yes. I am.” This was the first time my mate had truly shown he loved me with his actions, also the first time I had gotten release from him, so of course I would be happy.
“I am glad.” Micah's lips tugged in a smile, contentment reaching his eyes, and his lips met my
