Page 67 of Unbreak Me

I froze, and our eyes met. "I’ve been experiencing the exact same thing! Today, I had this weird urge to—to lick your glands. Like I could smell this sweet, alluring scent, but I kept telling myself it was just in my head. But if you really didn’t take your pill yesterday, then it’s already been almost two days. Some kind of effect could definitely be kicking in."

We stared at each other intensely.

"Sweet? You like it?" he whispered, disbelief tinging his voice.

To be sure, I leaned closer to his gland, pressed my nose against it, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath, trying to catch even the faintest hint of his scent. And there it struck me again—that barely-present sweetness, maybe even violet-like, elusive yet so enticing. It was like spotting a distant oasis you desperately wanted to reach, only for it to slip farther away.

"It feels… like I can’t quite grasp it, but I really want to. Like something heavenly, just out of reach," I murmured.

In response, Day brought his lips close to my gland and took a deep breath, too.

"The note is still so faint, but yes, it’s tempting, very… tantalizing."

We stared at each other again, the intensity thick between us.

"You know," Day began hesitantly, "sometimes I feel like I can read your emotions. It’s different from with other people, where I just observe their expressions or body language. With you, it’s like I perceive you through my entire nervous system."

I blinked, taken aback. "Seriously? I feel the same way! I thought I was going crazy, knowing your thoughts like this. It’s so weird."

We both fell silent for a while, lost in thought.

Finally, Day stammered, "Do you think I should stop taking suppressants? Should we really take that risk? You know what could happen if we turn out to be incompatible?"

I winced slightly. "For many reasons, I don't think that's likely. Something tells me we should take a chance. If tomorrow we both notice that the stronger scent doesn't feel right, you can just go back on them, and I'll start with my doses too. But… if this is what I'm beginning to suspect, then maybe it's worth a try."

There was a trace of uncertainty in Day’s expression, the way his face tightened as he debated whether my suggestion was downright reckless. But after a moment, he nodded.

"Okay, let’s try for just one more day."

We lay there in bed for a long time, both quiet, lost in our thoughts. I could tell Day couldn’t settle down—his mind was filled with worry.

"I'm scared to start believing in something neither of us dares to say out loud," he admitted. "I haven’t even let myself think it through. I keep pushing it aside."

"Then don’t think about it," I said. "Just take it slow. Close your eyes, breathe, and let things unfold. We’ll figure it out when the time’s right."

He nodded and snuggled closer to my side.

Falling asleep with Day next to me felt so comforting, like being exactly where I was meant to be.

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I woke up around 6 am. Day was still asleep, sweetly curled up against my side, his warm cheek resting on my shoulder. Carefully, I slid his head off, got up slowly, and headed downstairs.

When I entered the kitchen, Max and Buddy greeted me with excited barking, and I let them out of their kennels.

Almost at the same moment, I heard my phone beep with a text message from… Storm Nolan!

Imagine my surprise when I read these words:"Good morning. I was curious how things are going on your end. I thought it’d be nice to let you know that out of the four clients I worked with during the last fair, two have already been confirmed as True Mates’ pairing—I just got the news today.I hope things are going well for you too. Best regards, Storm Nolan."

Feeling a surge of emotions, I practically ran to the terrace and collapsed into a chair. Straightaway, I hit the call button, even though it wasn’t even 7 am yet. Nolan picked up immediately.

"Hello, good morning, Mr. Wilson. I hope I’m not catching you at a bad time?"

"No, not at all. Everything’s great. I was just really blown away by your message about True Mates. Are you serious? Something like that actually happened? You managed to put together such fantastic matches?"

Nolan laughed heartily.

"Well, even I’m surprised, but I’m still discovering this talent of mine—"

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