Camilla's Pov

Adrian holds out both of his hands, “Wanna do some meditation sweet girl?”

I blink at his question, Meditation? He could just fuck me into the next morning and the one after that to solve our little problem but no, God forbid he ever desires to be inside his mate. The pain of rejection is brushed off by pain in my midsection, I ignore both and take his palms. For a second I wonder if he'll put me on the floor for this or not but he doesn't, and I'm glad.

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