Brooklyn moaned as she turned her head to the side. Her heart fluttered when a rough hand suddenly tuched her face, the tingles that erupted on the spot his hand rested willed her to open her eyes.
The mattress was soft and made me feel like I was laying on a cloud. My vision was very blurry when I opened my eyes. "Brooke, mon amour." I focused on the blurry person speaking to me, I knew who it was because of the language and accent behind it.
I reached up and placed my hand over his, I had to say I missed feeling the touch of a mate, I ignored it when he touched me before but right at this moment I relished in it.
I smiled to myself and closed my eyes. "Sweetheart please speak to me? Open those pretty chocolate eyes and tell me you are fine...?" I heard a nervous chuckle leave him.
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