Fated
“You haven’t even explained what that is yet.”
“Mates are like soulmates. Two people, one soul. The Moon Goddess hand picks each set of mates, matching them to each other equally.”
“You’ve lost me.” I admit. “Moon Goddess?”
He chuckled. “It’s complicated. But the gist is that we were quite literally made for each other. That's why every time we touch,” He runs his fingers up my arm, sending fire through my veins. His voice drops a few octaves, taking on a seductive tone. “You get that feeling, like electricity flowing through your body. And every time we are apart, there's that burning need to be close.” He pulls me closer, planting a kiss on my lips. “Does it make sense now?”
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