~ Marco/Mark ~
Then I hugged Esme. We stayed like that for a few minutes without talking at all. Somehow, I wondered if all efforts to push Esme to accept the marking ritual sooner were necessary or not. Since now, enjoying the moment in silence like this was such a paradise for me.
Then Esme moved her head on my chest. I rubbed her long hair and kissed it. It was fragrant; I liked it.
“Marco?”
“Yes?”
“I’m thinking….” Esme didn’t continue her words. Instead, she raised her head and stared at me. “What do you think if I accept the marking now or sooner than we agreed before?”
I raised my eyebrows. “Well, I’ll be glad, of course. But why do you change your mind?”
Esme didn’t answer. She looked away for a few seconds, then finally, she stared at me again. “I haven’t made any decision
