The Alpha's Mate
Glass windows wrap all the way around, giving us a panoramic view of the park, full of majestic trees and opalescent lakes.
“Aren’t you glad we waited for this, and didn’t make things official back in that freezing, miserable prison trailer?” I ask, stepping up behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist.
“Honestly,” Jasper says, turning around to kiss me, “I don’t really care. I’d be happy anywhere with you.”
“You’re so sweet,” I tell him, “but you have to admit, this is so much nicer than anywhere else we could have had our first mate.”
“Yeah.” Jasper looks around, smiling at the gorgeous views. “I guess you’re right.”
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