My mate, Brandon, is clearly a couple of years older than me, but he is gorgeous. Brown hair with a little wave to it on top where it is longer, soft brown eyes that are pulling me in to drown in their depths. He is at least 4 inches taller than me, and he is strong. The power radiating off of him gives me a shiver as he lets Justin know the big mistake that he is making right now. I am drawn to him and want to just throw myself in his arms, but I control myself. I realize that we are surrounded by a group of people watching us like a soap opera right now. I know that I am blushing, and I hope my makeup covers it, but I cannot wait to be in his arms. This is how it is with real mates, the urge to touch, and comfort, is intense, and I cannot resist the pull of it. I take a step forward to g
