Dominic POV
I couldn't get out of my head that Aisling, my mate, is the same woman who recently picked my interest. The renowned artist, Miss Ling, was a complete mystery to everyone, and when I met her at the opening of her first public appearance, I felt the pull of the bond.
I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent, they were the same… Up until that moment, the words she used for our toast, were the trigger to realize that they were the same woman. Her paintings, the ones that had called out for me, were the ones that were raw and full of emotions. Our feelings for each other and the way we coped with the rejection were completely different, but those paintings spoke to my soul, like nothing else.
I didn't realize that I had spaced out until she reached out for my hand… “Dominic… ar
