I folded my arms across my chest and shook my head. “No, I don’t want you to go.”
He laughed. “Why not? Don’t you want me to meet my mate?”
“It’s not that.” I pouted. “If all of you encounter your fated mates, you wouldn’t remember me anymore.”
He laughed out loud and sat down close to me, grabbing my waist.
He leaned closer to my face and bit my nose.
“Ouch!” I used my hands to grab my nose. “That hurts.” I whined.
“Just say you are jealous.” He snickered and kissed my cheeks. “Even if I meet my mate, I will never forget you. I’m always here for you and don’t forget that.”
“Promise.” I took my hands off my nose with a wide grin.
“Yeah.” He nodded and came closer to me. “I promise, Wendy.” He leaned on my nose and kissed it. “I love how red and cute your nose is.”
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