| Dana |
That day and the next were the same, Micah would call me to his side every opportunity we got, both of us insatiable as soon as we were alone. Each night was full of passion, my mornings including a quick dash to my room before joining training.
We hadn't spoken about marking yet. Since I'd been the one that stopped it, I did feel like it was up to me to bring it up. But I felt awkward about it and Micah didn't seem to care, not even hinting at us marking. Instead he'd brought up me moving multiple times, saying how things would be awesome when I moved in.
I felt torn. On the one hand, I wanted to be in the same space as him, but I'd lived in the barracks my whole adult life. It was inevitable that I would move in with my mate, but the step felt monumental. And what next?
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