IT was past midnight when June entered the bedroom. She released a tired sigh but a smile stayed on her lips upon seeing the woman in her bed.
She leaned beside the door and stared at her beautiful mate.
Diana is a sight to behold. Her face was illuminated by the bedside lamp. Her smile widened when her mate pouted in her sleep.
June wonders about the kind of dreams her mate has in her sleep. She must admit that the brain of her young mate ran in a different spectrum. Though young, Diana was never immature.
Sometimes, June thinks that her mate is an old soul. Diana might be young in age but her decision-making is of an adult. Maybe this was due to her exposure to the adult world at an early age. However, just like any people her age, simple things like chips and ice cream made her happ
