Irina
I felt eyes on me as I came around to consciousness. I sensed the newly reformed bond surrounding me tighter than the strong arms that held me. I laid for a few minutes and appreciated the feeling of being cherished.
“You’re staring like a creeper,” I said, my eyes still closed.
“It’s not creeping when you’re my mate.” Quinn’s voice was gruff from sleep.
I cracked an eye open and his gorgeous face swam into view.
“Morning.”
His face was inches from mine, and it split into a huge grin. “Morning baby.” He nuzzled me and caressed my back. “Why haven’t we been waking up like this always?”
“Cause I’m an idiot.” I sighed.
I was stupid to have pushed him away. I felt so completely whole right now. The connection I felt to him was deeper than it ever had been. Our souls meshed tog
