Dane
If it weren't for Tamara's surprisingly calm demeanor, I would have went into total panic mode. I don't know how she was keeping her cool, but I very much admired the fact that she was able to do so.
As soon as we left the clinic, Tamara insisted we go to the weeping willow tree. I knew it was good for her power and strength to be replenished by it, so I had no objections.
When we got there, I sat down with my back propped against the trunk of the tree, then Tamara sat down in front of me and leaned back. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my hands on her cub bump, then I snuggled my face against the side of her neck and breathed in her intoxicating scent.
Tamara entwined her fingers with mine, then she calmly stated, "We need to start getting our bedroom r
