Everett
When we finished, we cleaned up and snuck some fudge up to our floor. Elle nibbled her piece happily as she sat on her bed.
“So how are you feeling?” I asked, curious to see how she’s really taking things. She may look cool and calm on the outside but be an absolute mess inside.
“There’s so much to think about,” she said. “I have an entire world to learn. And then try to figure out where I fit into all of it. Then there’s the whole mate thing on top of that.”
I held her hand as she talked. “It is a lot. I’m sorry I wish I had more time. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”
“What was it supposed to be like?” She asked softly.
“First, I was going to court you. Earn your love and trust. Then I would have told you about us. And brought you here
