"Bout time you made it down here," Alwyn teased me as I joined him at a table.
"Make it quick, I want to get back to my mate," I said.
"Oh, relax," he waved me off. "She'll be there when you get back."
"She better fu.cking be." I grumbled.
"You're so whipped already," he teased me.
"I can't wait for the day you meet your mate. I hope she gives you hell," I said.
Alwyn snorted.
"I hope I don't meet her for a very long time, but when I do... I hope she gives me hell too." He replied with a wink.
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Oh, come on," he said with a laugh. "Is she that bad? She seems to like you to me."
Like me. Yeah, that's what a man wants to hear about his mate. That she seems to like him.
"It's not bad and neither is Flora," I said. "Things are actually great between us."
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