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So very much.
My bear is screaming at me, demanding that I make her my mate. No, he’s telling me that she is my mate, and that I have no say in the matter at all, but right now, I don’t even care. If Theresa were to tell me she wants to be mine, I’d let her.
How crazy is that?
I never felt this way with my ex.
I never felt like the world was going to stop spinning if I didn’t get inside of her.
“Heath,” she whispers. She closes her eyes and reaches for me, gripping me. She holds onto me like her entire world depends on it, which is crazy because right now, I feel like my entire world depends on her.
“You look so fucking beautiful.”
“More,” she whispers. “More, Heath. I want to feel you come in me.”
Slowly, carefully, I start to thrust into her once more. This time, I don’t hold back. This time, I give her everything I am. I fuck Theresa on my couch in the middle of the afternoon because she’s fucking fantastic and she’s beautiful and everything about this moment just feels so perfect and right.
It’s rare that something like this happens in a lifetime, let alone on a random afternoon.
She wiggles beneath me, taunting me, and I start to breathe more heavily. I’m trying to hold on. Really, I am. I just don’t know how much longer I can wait before I come apart.
“Come for me,” she whispers, and I fuck her harder, faster, deeper. When my orgasm hits me, it rushes over me and I growl, murmuring her name. My cock pulses for what feels like an eternity as I fill her, and I realize that I really don’t ever want to let her go.
She really is my fated mate.
I wish that things were different. I wish we lived in a world where we were in the same city, or our lives had similar paths, or where something this magical could really work out. It’s a fairytale, though, and I only have Theresa for the weekend. Tomorrow, she’s going home, and I’m going to be alone once more.
So I pull her closer to myself and I close my eyes, and I make a wish that somehow, I’ll figure out a way for this moment to never end.
Chapter Ten
Theresa
The next day comes far too soon, and I don’t want to go back to work. I don’t want to leave Heath or the cabin or Spot. I don’t want to walk away from the person who made me feel like a million dollars.
I just don’t.
But I have to because that’s what grownups do.
This thing between us was just a fling. It was just a couple of days where I didn’t have to worry about anything but worshiping his body and just having fun. For a little while, I didn’t have to be the writer or the artist or the person being interviewed.
For a few days, I could just absolutely relax, and it was unbearably wonderful.
Now it’s over.
And I’m leaving.
We load up Heath’s car with our gear and say goodbye to Spot. Then the kids and I climb into his vehicle. We’re all kind of silent because none of us is looking forward to what comes next. None of us wants to go home after everything we went through. Spending time with Heath was the most relaxing, wonderful thing I’ve ever done, and I want more.
I know that this thing between us was only supposed to last for the duration of my trip, though. It was a spontaneous, spur-of-the-moment fling.
Nothing more.
He brings us down to the lodge where we parked before embarking on our journey. He stops the car and the kids hop out. They race over to the playground next to the lodge, and we watch them from the car for a minute.
“So,” he says, fidgeting. “I guess this is goodbye.”
I don’t want it to be.
