Yes. I admit this might not be the best place or time for our first kiss.
But...
I seem to think that it's a perfect time.
He didn’t pull back and he kissed me back, with some enthusiasm, may I add.
Maybe dropping the Mate word was too early but, oh well.
The cat is out of the bag now.
“What did you say?” whispers Derrick.
“I know you are my mate,” I answer him.
“That can’t be,” he says, pulling back, farther from me.
I grab his arm again.
“No. You aren’t running from this. Sit and listen,” I order him.
He freezes.
“Do you know how my Fairy species find our mate?” I ask him.
He shakes his head no.
“We can tell by listening to their voices. Their voice and the way they speak is a melody like we have never heard before. Our one true mate sent to us by our Song Goddess. Has a t
