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."

with the comforter-soft and warm and 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

"I don't want to."

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and watch the ceiling in the darkness. I hate to admit it, but I

like that he's

and Lucas

I'm sure they are.

heated huskiness of his voice has all my

Lisa. Bad! He thinks you're his mate and he's being all caveman

to change the subject from the tension simmering between us. "It's only right to give the newly mated couple their own space,

to be around

overriding my discomfort.

"Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been planted. It needs constant care, water, and sunlight to grow strong roots. The mate bond is similar." I let out a little hum. "So, they literally need to be in each other's presence?

feel wrong and anxious without his sense, and his aggression will increase when she isn't

thing is kind of bullshit. It's a lot less romantic when you suddenly get

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

you something?" I venture after

"Anything," he replies immediately.

with

isn't even breathing, until he finally talks again.

up

to just fall into my arms and live happily ever after. We can take things as slow

I don't want this?

He's quiet again.

aren't going to force me, are you? Drag me into your cave and have

he responds, "Of course

mattress. The tension that had been

Humans

eyes widen as I realize how my words must have sounded. "No! I mean, I don't-" I stumble over my words, trying to backpedal.

soul. The last thing I want to do is scare you or make you

back in. "So... does that mean you are going to do it and you're

Lisa. I would never do that to you. Never." His gray eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the dim lighting. "I want

a shiver down my spine. I believe him, I realize. Despite everything-the chaos of the past few days, the whole mate situation being dropped on me like a

up on one elbow. The movement causes the blanket to slip further down his chest. He doesn't have a shirt on, 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 can take this as slow

you need."

I ask

"Of course."

so kind as to explain things, I may as well ask all the questions we humans want to know. "What exactly does being mates mean? Like, practically speaking. Is it just... attraction? Or is there

part of it. It's a deep, instinctual connection. Like finding a missing piece of yourself you didn't even know

gone."

my stomach. It sounds

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