I’ve been awake for the past hour just watching Valeria sleep peacefully in my arms, wishing I could hold onto this moment forever. Last night was the single greatest night of my whole life. It was the most perfect date – assholes aside – followed by s*x that to call mind-blowing would not do it justice, and yet now as I watch her sleep all I can do is panic.
I felt the moment part of the bond clicked into place, like my soul was reaching out and trying to latch itself to hers. I could feel the echoes of her contentment, her bliss, her wonder and her pleasure and as happy as I was, I knew I’d screwed up. I just got so caught up in this wonderful magical night and her wanting me as much as I wanted her that I didn’t stop to think. I should have told her about our bond before it got to this
