Will I?

Riya needs us.

I need Adam.

I don't want to lose him again.

The voices are growing dim, and my body feels heavy as I'm finally surrounded by silence.

*****

Adam's scent surrounds me when I come to.

It's crisp and sharp, and I hum, happily, taking it in.

His chest is also hard but comfortable.

"If you keep rubbing yourself against me like that," he purrs, "you're going to give me the wrong idea."

My eyes fly open, and I see Adam looking down at me, smiling.

"W-What?"

I try to sit up, but he pulls me back down. "I'm still healing. I need the skin-to-skin contact."

Confused, I remain still.

It's not easy to gather my thoughts. My body feels tired.

"What happened?"

"Norman escaped." Adam's hand is rubbing over my back. My very naked back.

"Adam," I breathe, "why are we naked?"

"Doctor's orders," my mate tells me happily.

"Are you lying?"

"Do you want me to call her?"

I shake my head, resting my head on his chest and choosing to enjoy the pleasant sensation of him soothing me.

"You were impaled," I finally recall.

"You saved me."

"Lydia saved you," I correct him, yawning and snuggling into his chest. I feel so exhausted.

"Norman had his hand around my heart," Adam tells me softly. "I was dying, and you held me to you. You shared your life force, something only deeply bound mates can do."

My eyes open and I blink. "Oh. Okay then."

"So, we're not talking about our deep mate bond then?" Adam sounds amused. "Got it."

"Let's be glad that you're alive and leave it at that."

He laughs. "Are we shy?" He pokes me in the cheek. "You're shy, aren't you?"