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Chapter 13


I was absolutely stunned when Conner dug a tiny monkey out of the back of his neck. Had the tiny creature been nestled in there the entire time?

When I leaned in a bit to get a closer look, the wild scent that was mixed with Conner’s earlier, hit my nose. It was a sharp, almost sour, salty smell, but surprisingly did not stink, it just smelled, well, wild.

The little baby must obviously have been sleeping, judging by its drowsy appearance. It had excessively big, round eyes, so big in fact that it almost looked cartoonlike. But what intrigued me the most was the tiny eyelids that kept closing involuntarily as the tiny baby tried to snuggle back into the warmth of Conner’s palm.

I studied the little furry creature in awe as I scanned my eyes over its large, rounded almost translucent ears, miniature pink nose and the cutest little fingers that were gripping onto Conner’s hand for dear life. The tiny fingers had pink, ball-like fingertips which could grip onto practically anything.

“Is she ok? She looks so sleepy?” I asked almost wearily.

“Yes, she is perfectly fine. Bushbabies are nocturnal animals, which means that they are active during nighttime and usually sleep during the daytime,” Conner answered casually. He sounded so confident and well-informed like he had been doing this all his life.

“Do you always carry her around like that? Like in your shirt?” I asked as I gestured towards his collar.

Conner chuckled the huskiest, sexiest chuckle I have ever heard and immediately I felt my control slip and my insides heating up.

“She has only been under my care for about a week,” he replied with a shrug, “since she had lost her mom, it is the easiest way for me to ensure that she stays warm during her sleeping hours. Besides, my body heat and heartbeat seem to calm her.”

I watched as an attractive, kind smile took over every inch of his handsome face. The way he spoke about the tiny little monkey was sweet and informed me enough to know that he cared a lot for it.

“In the wild, they would cling to their mother’s body constantly, going wherever she went until they were old enough to start hunting for food on their own.”

When Conner had stopped talking, he turned his eyes away from Angel to look at me and for some reason, I didn’t notice. He caught me full out staring at his kissable lips. I knew this for a fact because an alluring smirk instantly replaced the warm smile from before.

Embarrassed by my lack of composure, I felt heat creep up the sides of my neck until it flooded my cheeks in a light pink blush.

While my mind was trying to think of a quick recovery, Conner started chuckling huskily again.

“You are really cute, you know that?” He asked, catching me quite off guard.

I drew my brows together and opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Conner cocked a teasing brow at my lack of words and leaned back casually onto the bench.

Come in please, Conner,” the harsh sound of a male voice reverberated from Conner’s radio in his belt. I did not know whether I was happy or sad that the person had broken our little moment.

“Ah, damn,” he groaned while unwillingly pulling the radio from its holster, “standing by,” he answered loudly into the device.

Static noise came from the other side, “we have a code blue over at the open-air chimp enclosure.”

I drew my eyes up as he turned to face me with a strange look on his face.

“On my way,” Conner replied while giving me an apologetic look.

He tucked the radio back into his belt and got up from the bench.

“I’m sorry, I have to go,” he said, looking very unsure of himself, “but I really want to see you again.”

My heart instantly skipped a beat. My mate wanted to see me again.

“Ok,” I answered without thinking it through.

Conner’s eyes lit up and I saw his signature mischievous glint in them.

“Tonight?” He asked excitedly.

“I-uh,” he cocked a teasing brow at me again, “ok,” I answered with a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

This man knew exactly how to play me.

“Great,” he replied as he started walking backwards, obviously in a haste, “please leave your number for me at the ticket office?”

I nodded in agreement and he winked at me before spinning around and running towards the northern side of the zoo.

Shoot. What have I done?

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