The ◇ represents Abijah's POV and the ♤ represents Tank's POV, please enjoy!
MATED: 5 / 10
NAME CALLED: 17 / 50
"Why?" She asks me, hell why not? "I've always wanted you to be one of us. Even before I knew you were my Mate, to be honest with you." I say truthfully caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. (Oh wow, I've never even considered it before but if it makes him happy, I'll do it!) She smiles at me, it makes me extremely happy, to know that she's willing to do this. For some reason I want to feel her hair on my chest and between my fingers. I try to pull the hairpin out but mistakenly pull her hair with it. Causing her to wince in agitation, "Ooww! What are you doing?" I stop pulling at it telling her, "Let your hair down." She takes in a sharp breath looking unsure. (Is he going to pull my hair?)