Roxanne's POV:

I stood in the clinic corridor, leaning against a wall with a wide smile across my face, thinking about what had happened last night. It wasn't much touching but more kissing.

I knew he was holding himself back, and I was happy that he was because our mating would be special and worth it when we do mate.

The only sad thing was that he refused to drink from me, no matter what I said. He was acting as if I was going to die if he did feed from me when he had already drunk ...