Rae’s POV
When we reached the chairs and I sat down, I tried to reign in my anxiety enough to be able to talk. I knew what I wanted to talk to him about, but I didn’t know what he was going to say, how he was going to react and what he wanted to talk to me about.
It was almost as if he could feel my nervousness. He held his hand out, and I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want to hold it, but because the feelings that shot through me when we touched were distracting. He noticed and went to pull his hand away, looking disjointed.
“Malachi, it’s not that I don’t want to… it’s just, well, it makes me feel funny, I can’t describe it.”
He smiled wide and relaxed “You feel it? The tingles?”
“Yes! What is that? Grams says it’s part of the mate bond”
“It is” he spoke softly. “I wasn’t sure
