Time
In a special way that mates should like each other.
Swallowing, I scramble for a response, but I can only settle on one. “I like you too.”
Time’s head pulls up off my lap, and he looks at me. Through a fringe of dark hair, he looks at me, lips slightly parted. Did I say something I shouldn’t have said? Did I give him an idea that I shouldn’t have? I like Time, for reasons I don’t want to think about, because I know they are out of my control. That’s damn mate bond, surely.
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