#Chapter59
Tyson’s weight pressed down on me and I could hear his heart rate jackhammering in his chest. I felt his nervousness seep into me and I was glad I wasn’t the only one filled with this much anxiety. Tyson's hands glided over my skin and I could feel the tremble in them, feel his hesitation which removed all my discomfort knowing he was trusting me as much as I was trusting him making me content knowing I was making the right decision.
I push on his shoulder and he sits up, kneeling between my legs. Sitting up, I tug my shirt off over my head when I feel Tyson’s hand grip the waistband of my pants. I lift my butt so he can remove them and he drops them off the side of the bed before staring down at me, his eyes flickering and I knew he was struggling with his wolf.
/"Maybe it's better if you wait for Ace Lucy, he knows what he is doing,/" Tyson says, his hands running from my knees to my thighs softly.
