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The last thing I feel like doing is speaking to anyone but her.
But she’s right. If I’m going to be here with her all night, I need to let them know.
It would be a pain if they showed up because they didn’t know what happened to us.
I start up the stairs after her, not calling Spencer until I get to the landing of her floor.
He picks up in one ring. “E.A.! Where the hell are you? Is Leanne okay?”
I smile as our mate gets to her apartment door at the end of the hall.
“Calm down,” I tell him. “We just got back from Cressidan Grove. Leanne wants to stay at her place tonight, so I’m … keeping her company. We’ll be back in the morning.”
“Her place? You mean that shitty apartment. You guys can’t stay there. I mean, you could, but you shouldn’t …”
“I’m here. I’ll look after her.”
“You’ll be back in the morning. Sure. Right. Whatever.”
He hangs up as Leanne turns to me, letting her apartment door swing open.
She takes off her sweater and disappears inside.
I stuff the phone in my pants pocket, and I take the last few steps to get to my mate’s apartment.
She’s half-dressed in her living room when I get there, and I barely remember to close the door behind me. Kicking off my shoes and shrugging out of my jacket, I let them fall by the side of the door, before I move forward to scoop my mate into my arms.
She moans softly as she stretches up and presses her full lips to mine.
I keep my mouth closed as I kiss back, and she breaks the kiss to stare imploringly at me.
“What’s wrong?” she asks.
“Everything is right,” I tell her.
“If that’s true, then kiss me like you mean it,” she says.
I smile at her. “You’re so demanding. What if my teeth are too sharp to kiss you like I mean it?”
“Oh …” Her eyes widen. “They are?”
“They are.”
“Then, use them and mark me.”
She pulls her hair back with one hand, and I gaze at her pale, pretty throat.
I lean in and bite down, making my mark high up where it’ll be difficult to hide.
She gasps out a breath, and I can feel her heart racing when I slip my right hand under her left breast. She’s wearing some kind of soft bra under her camisole, something without underwire.
My thumb rolls over the pointed tip of her nipple and she moans.
I move back from her throat, leaning back in to lick the bead of blood that swells from the wound I just gave her. It’ll heal, but it’ll always be visible. My teeth return to normal now that urge has been sated, but I still need to claim her body, to make our bond complete.
“Oh, E.A., that felt incredible,” she murmurs. “I had no idea … Wow.”
She’s a little shaky now, and I fully intend to make her even shakier by the time I’m done.
