Gods, I didn't want to leave Bexley. Ever. I wanted to stay wrapped up in her forever. Her warmth, her light, her love. And I know she loves us. To some extent. I know it. She has to. I can feel it in every kiss, every teasing look.
The Nexius is starting to get on my nerves. I need Bexley to know what she is to me, to us. I need her to see the bond. I need it more than I need air. I need to mark her, love her, cherish her forever. I need more of her. More of a connection to her. And I need it soon.
Maybe I should have forced my little wolf to come to my office with me. I bet I could have kept her on my lap all day. I could breathe in her scent all day long as I worked. I'm not sure if that would be more distracting or less. At least I wouldn't be trying to leave to go see her. Yet, she
