Chapter Thirty-One. Davina.
It is weird because I feel so at peace. Which is contrary to my earlier meltdown. But right now, it is like, everything that I had questions about, regarding Max, that I had never voiced has been answered.
Talking about Max, I need to get him a bowl of strawberries for his supper.
I stand up and as I walk by the stool Mars is sitting on his hand reaches out and gently strokes my leg, setting the sparks shooting up my leg and landing in my lady bits and bobs, making them heat, and throb. Wow, you can read about the mate bond, but to experience it is a whole different matter. Instantly Mars sniffs then grins up at me, as I shake my head at him and playfully shove his hand away.
“Behave,” I pretend to be annoyed, which makes him smirk at me, as my cheeks be
