Crossing The Bridge
I say while looking at him like he grew a third arm or something.
Smiling and showing off his perfect teeth, Max looked at Sam, then to Damen, and back to me, and said, “you will understand soon enough, but for now, it is similar to your kind’s definition of soulmates.” Damen prowls closer to my right side and tells me, “We are destined, no fated by the Gods to be together. We are yours and you are ours.” Max closes the gap between us, he reaches his right arm out, gently grabs my lower back, pulls me close to him, and I stare into his eyes feeling sparks all over my body.
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