Tangled

Chapter 310

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310 Lisa: Humans Have Pheromones?

LISA

Kellan's stare leaves me unsettled. It's been intense ever since our reunion.

I'm grateful for the space he's given me-this whole fated mate business is like being slammed into by a rogue freight train-but there's a whole lot of little things that keep throwing his feelings into the foreground, making it impossible to ignore. Like how he touches me a little too often.

How he watches my every move.

He hasn't kissed me again, but it doesn't make the current situation any less awkward.

"Can't sleep?" he asks, as if us sharing a bed and him lying on his side to stare at me for the past hour is somehow conducive to falling asleep.

"Nope." The word pops out with a little more sass than I intend, but damn it, does he have to

stare at me like that?

"Oh."

And awkward silence again.

"So, why couldn't I just bunk with Dr. Blackwell?" My question breaks the uneasy tension

between us.

"They don't have an extra bed," he explains easily.

"And no empty beds anywhere else? At all? Just-none?"

"None."

"No sleeping bags?"

"No."

"Extra blanket?"

"Not even one of those."

He's lying through his damn perfect teeth.

"You have a couch," I point out. I saw it. I know it's there.

"People come in and out at all times of day. It isn't the safest place to sleep. Better to be in bed."

smelling like Downy-I dare to glance in his direction again, only to be caught by his unblinking gray eyes. "You could sleep on the couch," I point out in

"I don't want to."

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of sound and watch the ceiling in the darkness. I hate to

like that he's

and Lucas are getting

I'm sure they are.

heated huskiness of his voice has all

his mate and he's being all caveman about it.

tension simmering between us.

Lucas need to be around each other as much as possible for

momentarily overriding

bond requires proximity," he explains, his voice taking on a lecturer's tone. "Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been planted. It needs constant care, water,

feel wrong and anxious

It's a lot less romantic when you suddenly get slapped with the label yourself

now. Less awkward, more... contemplative. I find myself studying Kellan's face in the dim light, noting the strong line of his jaw, the warmth

I ask you something?" I venture

"Anything," he replies immediately.

with us? With this whole...

very, very still. It's like he isn't even breathing, until he

up

lot to take in, and I don't expect you to just fall into my

I decide I don't want this? The

He's quiet again.

you? Drag me into your cave and have your wicked

sounds strangled when he responds, "Of course

tension that had been

Lisa. Humans Have

don't-" I stumble over my words, trying

shoulders slumping slightly. "Look, Lisa, I know you're an independent soul. The last thing I want

eyes, suspicion creeping back in. "So... does that mean you are going to do it and

His gray eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the dim lighting.

everything-the chaos of the past few days, the whole mate situation being dropped on me like a bomb-I believe that Kellan won't force me into anything. ""Oh," I breathe out, not

which is far too enticing for a woman like me. Especially when I'm trying so hard to not fall into his arms. "I know this is a lot to take in," he says softly. "Hell, it's a lot for me too. But I meant what I said earlier-we

you need."

ask

"Of course."

well ask all the questions we humans want to know. "What exactly does being mates mean?

it. It's a

gone."

flutter through my stomach. It sounds romantic, sure, but

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