“So…you’re not gonna hear me complaining about that kiss because we both know I enjoyed it, but umm, who are you?” He cringes. “I apologize if I scared you. I am not usually that way. I am an honorable fae, I swear it. The mate scent just took me by surprise,” he says earnestly. The way his eyes plead with me to forgive his presumptuous greeting makes me melt. “I am Okot, my beloved.”
