Jamie’s POV
I wake up early the next morning after going to bed mad at my mate. I’m facing the bathroom door still after falling asleep in this position last night. I avoided him all day yesterday after our fight in his office. I can understand that he wants to protect me, but there’s no way to do that with the dark magic flame. I can't have him worrying himself to death. That would do no one any good.
Cameron’s arm is around my waist holding me close to his body. His head buried in my hair breathing on my neck. His breath makes my skin tingle and sets me on fire. I can feel my p***y getting wetter with every breath he takes while I lay there in his arms.
But there will be no mating happening right now. We need to have a conversation. I realize we need to talk this morning,
