Chapter 91- "With Our Alpha Libido I Think We Can Go Up To Round Twelve."-02

Remember Micajah,

Don't expect too much, awkwardness is bound to happen.

Put her pleasure before yours.

Be patient.

Yeah, that's about as much as what I read online, which is worth remembering.

What? I'm not embarrassed to admit it, okay? I know we all do it at some point in life.

"Are we . . . Are we . . .?" Seneca starts, taking deep breaths of the air surrounding us.

Damn Alphas and their exceptional smelling senses. Ugh.

I help her out of the car—which I might as well not do because, well, she doesn't need it—and inter-wine her arm around my elbow, leading her up the small flight of stairs and into the building.

I release her arm and slowly step back, untying the blindfold.

She blinks a few times and then turns to me, her jaw dropping slightly in a silent gasp.

"How did you—Goddess!" Realisation lights her features and then she's throwing her arms around my neck. "I love you so much, Cage."