nails.
Turning t o mirror her position I demand , “Darlin’, look at me.”
Her head snaps up a nd those brown-green eyes lock on mine and she sighs , “Ok ay .”
“Bloom, tell me what you’re thinking . Please.”
“Can’t you just pick it out of my brain?” She snaps back .
“Yes, I could.” I sigh then say , “But I don’t want to. I need you to tell me what you’re thinking; I need you to trust me. I promise to give you as much privacy as possible, but sometimes I won’t be able to. Until we complete are mate bond and learn to control our connection , your thoughts are going to be screaming at me. It’s a way for me to protect you. Eventually you’ll be able to block me when you need privacy. But until then I’ll try to give you some mental privacy.”
“Thank you , ” s he says chewing her lip.
“Darlin’, please tell me what’s g oing through your mind?” I ask softly.
“Will I be able to read your mind?” she blurts out. The question mak e s me smile because it reassures me of how she feels even though I kn o w she may no t confess it just yet.
“I think so. You kind of already did.”
“What? When?” She asks confused.
“Do you remember the night you found me in the woods?”
She nods .
“Well, when you were trying to figure out what to call me. I was screaming my name over and over in my head hoping that you’d be able to hear me. I really didn’t want you to cal l me Fido or Rover. , ” I explain .
“Your name just seemed to come to me that night.”
“Because you picked it up out of my thoughts and I think that now that you realize you can you’ll be able to pick out my thoughts easier.”
“Can we try?”
“Try what?” I ask confused.
“Me reading your thoughts,” she says all giddy.
“Of course, darlin’. I’ll think of something really hard and you try to focus on me. You should be able to pick it up , ” I suggest .
“Alright, let’s try this Tennessee.” She smiles at me before closing her eyes to focus.
I start with a simple word.
Mate.
I repeat it over and over in my head. When he r eyes flew open and she has a smile stretching across her face I kno w she ’s heard it.
“Mate?” She asks confidently.
Smiling back I nod a confirmation then say , “Let’s try something harder. How about I replay a memory and you see if you can pick it up and tell me about it.”
“O k ay ,” s he says closing her eyes again.
This time I focus on the day I picked up her scent. I play the memory out until I had arrived at her house and then I repeat the memory over and over. Fillin g it with all of the emotions I’ d been feeling that day. On the fourth rotation of the memory in my head she speaks without opening her eyes.
“ You we re running so fast and you had such a need , ” s he whispers .
“I knew I’d found you, darlin’ , ” I state .
“Ho w can you be so sure?” she asks opening her eyes and looking into mine.
“Sure that you’re my mate? Darlin’, we wouldn’t be able to …”
Cutting me off she says , “No. I understand that we ’ re mates. I can feel the pull to you. In that memory you just shared I could feel how happy you were. I want to know how you can be so sure I’ll make you happy. We don’t even know each other, Pike.”
“Blo om, you were made for me . We have one person out there who was put here jus t for us and you are mine and I’ m yours. That’s the way of our kind. We may not know everything about each other yet, but we will. And the more we learn the stronger our bond will become.” I grab her hand and pull her closer placing it over my heart and I tell her , “The moment I caught your scent I knew I’ d found you. This place in my chest , that ’s felt incomplete for so long, finally feels whole again a nd it’s because I found my mate.”
She close d
Turning t o mirror her position I demand , “Darlin’, look at me.”
Her head snaps up a nd those brown-green eyes lock on mine and she sighs , “Ok ay .”
“Bloom, tell me what you’re thinking . Please.”
“Can’t you just pick it out of my brain?” She snaps back .
“Yes, I could.” I sigh then say , “But I don’t want to. I need you to tell me what you’re thinking; I need you to trust me. I promise to give you as much privacy as possible, but sometimes I won’t be able to. Until we complete are mate bond and learn to control our connection , your thoughts are going to be screaming at me. It’s a way for me to protect you. Eventually you’ll be able to block me when you need privacy. But until then I’ll try to give you some mental privacy.”
“Thank you , ” s he says chewing her lip.
“Darlin’, please tell me what’s g oing through your mind?” I ask softly.
“Will I be able to read your mind?” she blurts out. The question mak e s me smile because it reassures me of how she feels even though I kn o w she may no t confess it just yet.
“I think so. You kind of already did.”
“What? When?” She asks confused.
“Do you remember the night you found me in the woods?”
She nods .
“Well, when you were trying to figure out what to call me. I was screaming my name over and over in my head hoping that you’d be able to hear me. I really didn’t want you to cal l me Fido or Rover. , ” I explain .
“Your name just seemed to come to me that night.”
“Because you picked it up out of my thoughts and I think that now that you realize you can you’ll be able to pick out my thoughts easier.”
“Can we try?”
“Try what?” I ask confused.
“Me reading your thoughts,” she says all giddy.
“Of course, darlin’. I’ll think of something really hard and you try to focus on me. You should be able to pick it up , ” I suggest .
“Alright, let’s try this Tennessee.” She smiles at me before closing her eyes to focus.
I start with a simple word.
Mate.
I repeat it over and over in my head. When he r eyes flew open and she has a smile stretching across her face I kno w she ’s heard it.
“Mate?” She asks confidently.
Smiling back I nod a confirmation then say , “Let’s try something harder. How about I replay a memory and you see if you can pick it up and tell me about it.”
“O k ay ,” s he says closing her eyes again.
This time I focus on the day I picked up her scent. I play the memory out until I had arrived at her house and then I repeat the memory over and over. Fillin g it with all of the emotions I’ d been feeling that day. On the fourth rotation of the memory in my head she speaks without opening her eyes.
“ You we re running so fast and you had such a need , ” s he whispers .
“I knew I’d found you, darlin’ , ” I state .
“Ho w can you be so sure?” she asks opening her eyes and looking into mine.
“Sure that you’re my mate? Darlin’, we wouldn’t be able to …”
Cutting me off she says , “No. I understand that we ’ re mates. I can feel the pull to you. In that memory you just shared I could feel how happy you were. I want to know how you can be so sure I’ll make you happy. We don’t even know each other, Pike.”
“Blo om, you were made for me . We have one person out there who was put here jus t for us and you are mine and I’ m yours. That’s the way of our kind. We may not know everything about each other yet, but we will. And the more we learn the stronger our bond will become.” I grab her hand and pull her closer placing it over my heart and I tell her , “The moment I caught your scent I knew I’ d found you. This place in my chest , that ’s felt incomplete for so long, finally feels whole again a nd it’s because I found my mate.”
She close d
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