Fighting The Mate Bond
“How about we start today? People need to see us together. And I don’t even know your name yet. But I know mine.”
“The name’s Bear,” he said with a grin. “Nice to meet you… pretend mate.”
I rolled my eyes, pretending to be annoyed but secretly loving his cocky smirk. “Come on, Bear. Let’s get to the hall. Let’s give them the full show.”
As we walked, I whispered under my breath, “You realize this spray doesn’t work, right?”
He leaned closer, voice low and teasing:
“Oh, I know. But where’s the fun in ruining the game too soon?”
Bab Populer