Lovesick

Chandler could only offer Jordan a weak smile, tired after the days ordeal. "So, is it a sure thing you were going to mate with me, tenderfoot?"  The mind reader stepped closer, his hands finding their way to the boys hips, tugging him closer. "I want you for the rest of my life, each and every day.  I want to be the one making you smile, and helping you out when you forget what is and isn't okay in society."  He had always been interested by Jordan's wild side, enjoyed helping him tame it. "When I kiss you, I swear I taste the rest of my life on your lips."  The man sighed softly. "Please be mine?"

"I always wanted to be yours." Jordan murmured softly, leaning in until their foreheads were pressed together. "Even if you're not the most suitable one to be teaching me about what's acceptable in society." He smirked teasingly. "But as soon as Jace realizes you're not his mate, I should stop hearing Trever." He nodded reassuringly, grinning in anticipation.