#Chapter53
James nods and closes the cabinet. /"Okay, I'm sorry./"
/"I just—I don't want you to think like that./"
He brings his hand up to my face, brushing my wet hair out of the way. /"Then I won't./"
/"Did your father say something about it? About you not needing a Mate? I don't want him getting into your head./"
/"He didn't and he's not. I couldn't believe him even if he did, I know that I need you, Rae./"
I look up at him, my eyes directly into his. /"Good./"
This newly revealed need seems to swell and fill the room and James asks, /"Do you need me, Rae?/"
An odd excitement flourishes inside of me. I know if I say it, I'll be starting something that I won't be coming back from. Do I want to engulf myself in him? Do I want to drown in his everything? Do I want to give in like my body has been dying to? /"Yes. I do. I need you, James./"