JASON
Jason sat in his office, pen in mouth, legs on his office desk and far lost in his thoughts.
His mind, right now, was filled with so many thoughts about his mate. The more he thought about it, the more strange it seemed.
Why, why can't he forget about her and what happened at the pool that night? He couldn't tell why he suddenly felt the urge to touch her. And that wasn't all, he had to go as far as her nipples, but he wouldn't blame himself though.
Having a beautiful woman at the pool was bad enough for him, and when he approached her, he discovered she was his mate. The worst happened when he saw her bare skin, almost naked.
How was he supposed to turn a blind on such beauty? He wasn't a saint at all, and he longed to go have someone laid. Seeing his mate looking so hot and served like a meal, how could he turn away from such beauty?
