Savannah
I wake up with a fright. I look around the room still groggy from sleep trying to figure out where I am, then I feel the sparks on my hands and look down to see him, my mate, and it all comes rushing back to me. The clock on the wall lets me know it's 7 a.m. and I don't want to let my mate's hand go, not even for a second but I desperately need to use the bathroom and lucky for me this room also comes with an adjoining bathroom. I take a second to admire my mate then place a kiss on his hand and run for the bathroom, I quickly do my business, wash my hands and face and run back to my mate's side.
I'm not sure how long I've been sitting here holding my his hand just staring at his face but it's long enough that I've managed to convince myself that if I stare at him long enough he
