Chapter Twenty-Seven. YOU ARE MY MATE!
Hannah’s Point of View.
I am in utter shock. What the hell is he doing here? A mixture of emotions floods my body all at once, that takes my breath away at their intensity. Embarrassment for my behaviour, kissing the life out of him, then getting pissed as a fart and making a fool of myself. Confusion as to why Asher would set this up. Anger that he is looking at me like I hang the moon and stars when he clearly doesn’t feel that way. Rage, because of his rejection of me, and good God, he is looking so damned Delicious, my mouth is watering. My heart thunders against my ribcage. Lust is raging through my body, my arousal pooling out of me. I know this fucker can smell it, and that just makes me even more angry.
“Good luck, Del,” My cousin laugh
