Max walked down the hallway cursing himself the entire time. How could he lose control like this? When did this ever happen before? He was a man that was always proud of his principles and willpower. He never thought that he'd do something like kissing Mikki in her bedroom, much less touch her intimately.
He also couldn't shake the thought that she had reciprocated the kiss with all her might. Until the moment she stopped him. And he didn't blame her for it.
He knew they couldn't do it. Not like this at least. It had to be special, it had to mean something to the both of them. They hadn't had their ceremony yet. They didn't even bite each other, and after that was done, he knew that the connection between them was going to be much stronger.
He was grateful that Mikki had been conscio
