My Married Mate

My mate is married! How will I resist the mate call? How can I push him away when I want him so badly? I ache for his touch; I can't breathe without it. Why didn't you wait? Why did you give up so easily? What will become of me now?! I turned and walked the opposite way, I heard the car door open and close, I quickened my steps and his footsteps rushed after me and I took off running as fast as my heels could carry me, I reached the edge of the building and turned, it was dark “Shit, shit, shit” I slowed down taking carful steps, he slammed me against the wall “When are you going to stop running?” his breath heavy on my cheek, This is it, if I ever want this to stop I have to bring out the big guns “When are you going to leave your wife?” He hesitated; his eyebrows furrowed as he stepped back “It’s not that simple” he breathed his voice like the hiss of a snake “Oh yeah?” I challenged “Yeah” he glared at me, unaffected, drawing me in and drowning me in his caramel eyes “You want me to give up resisting you and for what? To be your mistress, do you have any idea how insulting that is to me?”