Nord sighed.
The plate of food was half done with. Belle did not do a good job of finishing the meal. And when he thought he could assist her with it, the Mate Bond kicked in,
He smiled as he thought of that. His hands flexed by his side. Staying behind a wheel has cramped up iis fingers for so long. And the bred incident at the hospital too, added to the monetary ache he felt in them.
Cracking his knuckles, he hovered over the chair she sat on, inhaling her scent. The musky scent of arousal lingered strongly in the air. It called to him, inviting him to follow after Belle and have her for himself.
After all, she was his Mate. What harm could be done in that?
He shook his heads, closing his eyes. He would not rush things. For now, he would simply enjoy the moment of silence he had. En
