Part Eight
Ram's POV
"I want you, too. Boon, baby. After all, we are fated."
Boon seemed to be thinking the same thing. I had to tell him what we are to each other.
He was looking at me a bit puzzled but with the loving gaze in his face. His brows were knotted somewhat. Then he bit his lower lip. My heart swelled. My Boon really has the most beautiful face. Wow! I want to kiss him!
No. I had the shot. It should help, right?
Control, Ram. Don't scare him again. But this gorgeous creature doesn't look afraid of me. Instead he has these sparkly eyes, his black orbs looking so very pretty. I could barely contain my front problem here under a pillow. At least I'm not feeling that massive animalistic urge that I had yesterday. If I did, he'd be underneath me moaning in pleas--
"Fated,
