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âDonât try to be sly, Meredith. That goes for you too.â
We hear a groan outside the door followed by the sound of dragging feet. Williams suddenly putting up a fight saying we didnât notice him while Meredith pulled him away. Selene drops her chin on my shoulder taking steady breaths in. Wanting to calm her, my hand combed back her hair as she sighed in content. Without moving she asks me,
âFor how long are you staying?â
My eyes are shut when I rest my head against hers.
âHow long do you want me to?â
âHow long do you have?â
I open an eye and smile.
âFor as long as you want.â
That manages to bring out a laugh. A soft, melodic laugh that warmed my heart.
âThatâs not something an Alpha should say.â
She mumbled teasingly.
âAnd yet, here I am saying it.â
Our gazes are locked with endless unspoken promises swirling in them. Taking her hands in mine, our fingers interlace like the missing puzzle piece in my life. Feeling so complete by just holding her hand, its almost embarrassing. Suddenly she tore her gaze from me and stared down at her feet. âDo you think weâre moving too fast?â
The question catches me off guard. Squeezing her hands, her slightly worried eyes meet mine. I didnât want her feeling uncomfortable. What mattered most to me was how she felt with this. âDo you feel that way?â
I ask her. If she did, I had no problem in giving her time. I didnât mind waiting for however long she wanted as long as it would mean it was me and her in the end. As long as we were endgame, I didnât care if I had to wait months of even years for her acceptance of me.
There was no way I would jeopardize what we had for something like impatience.
She deserved more than that.
She deserved the world,
Selene shifts in her seat and bites on her bottom lip. The nervousness she felt radiating off her like a furnace.
âNo, but-itâs just⦠I donât know how this relationship stuff works.â
She pulls her hands away from mine and gestures between us.
âIâve only ever seen movies or read books and usually they wait like.. I donât know, weeks? Months? I donât have any prior experience in dating or intimacy and honestly, I donât even know what the f uck Iâm doing right now.â
My eyebrows shoot up at her revelation. She was never in a relationship? She was never this intimate with anyone before me? No words could fully describe the pride bursting from my chest. I was the first person she allowed to get this close. I was her first kiss as she was mine.
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We were both taking our firsts without even knowing it.
Had she been with another, I wouldnât hold it against her. She had the choice of what she wanted to do with her body and heart and I had no right to question or criticize her about it. But, it would be a lie to say it didnât mean something to me knowing she trusted me enough. To know she entrusted herself to me.
To give me the honor of being her first of something.
Had it been the first kiss to the forehead or just the first time holding hands.
I was the one she chose.
And that meant something.
âThat makes two of us, then.â
Her head snaps up in shock. The same emotions growing through me now swimming in the way she stared.
âI had no other before you. In both ways.â
I tell her, watching her eyebrows scrunch together.
It seemed she had the same thoughts I did. Amazement and slight confusion as to how this beautiful woman standing before me had managed to stay unattached to anyone. Surely someone out there wouldâve wanted her for themselves. Someone who tried to get her attention. Was she just disinterested? Did she choose work over relationships? Was she waiting for her mate?
Her mate.
A thought I found myself hating every time it came up.
âWhyâ¦â
Her soft voice breaks me out of my thoughts. With a short but soft laugh, I take her hand in mine and rub my thumb over her knuckles.
âProbably the same reason you strayed away. Iâm an Alpha. Alphas canât have distractions.â
âSo whatâs the difference with this?â
I catch her eyes.
âEverything. Everything is.â
× Lifting her hand to my mouth, I kiss the wrist that reminds me sheâs breathing. I feel her warm pulse against my lips. Without dropping her hand, I move it to cup my cheek.Her soft palm caressing me sweetly.
âYouâre not a distraction. Youâre the real thing.â
Something in her expression hurt me. Her bright eyes just barely darkening as her face twists. A
slight tremble in her stance as she looks at me like I wasnt real. I feel the hurt in her body language.
Hurt? No. I couldnât pin point it. She was breaking in front of me.
But not in the way where her heart was left vulnerable.
She broke down her walls to allow me entrance.
âHow are you so sure?â
She asks, squeezing my cheek in her hand.