Page 54 of The Bear's Forever Mat
That made him pop awake. He pulled her into his lap, this shifter with whom she’d spent most of her life. He stared at her face, fingers brushing her cheek gently. “A kiss from you is far from ordinary, my love. You’ve magic in you, and it teases my senses and fills my soul with joy.”
“Sweet talker.” But she leaned closer and kissed him again because good behavior should be rewarded.
He hummed happily.
“He adores you so much.”
The voice in her head that was Giles, but not, was as familiar to her as breathing. “I adore him too. And you as well, sweet bear of mine.”
“Of course you adore me. I’m the best of bears, after all. I’m the one who knew you were ours before he did.”
“Smart, beautiful bear,”Laureen agreed.
“And cute. Don’t forget cute,”Giles’s bear prompted before offering the equivalent of a kiss to her nose.
“You two stop flirting,” Giles said, but it wasn’t a complaint. It was joy and forever and family.
Laureen felt contentment to the tips of her toes. Grandchildren who were happy, children living rich lives, and the heart of her heartandhis bear staring at her with love.
She couldn’t have arranged it better if she’d tried.
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