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“I need to sit down,” I slumped down and ignored the curious glances from the people around us. They were dressed differently, more boring and plain, but otherwise they looked the same as humans did.

Juno didn’t seem to mind that I needed a breather. Sitting down next to me, he offered me his hand again and I took it, grateful to be touching him again.

“How long until we’re home?” I asked, loving how saying home meant wherever Juno lived.

“Only three minutes,” he assured me. That had me gathering the strength to stand again. Three minutes until I was finallyalone with Juno. I quickened my pace and let Juno lead me home.

“And this is our room,” Juno said, opening the bedroom door. It was tidy and clean, a big bed with soft blue colors on the bedding. It looked like a fancy hotel room.

“Is it rude that I’m surprised by the cleanliness?” I teased.

“I cleaned before I left. I was very optimistic about not returning that day,” he grinned.

“So, finding a mate truly wasn’t on your mind?” I smiled innocently. It was a rush to be looked at with pure devotion, something Juno always did.

He shook his head. “Our portal makers were too busy trying to find a world similar to ours. Survival was our main concern and since your world is a mirror world to ours, it was mostly about finding the small differences so we could adapt to your world if ours got uninhabitable.”

Huh.“Is it not safe here?”

“Oh, it’s safe right now. I would never put you in any danger, Remi. I hope you know that.”

I did. I couldn’t say that though, too busy blushing and having trouble meeting his eyes. I nodded, hoping that would be answer enough.

I felt him move closer as I determinately stared at the floor, still not brave enough to face him with red cheeks. A soft touchon my chin had my face moving towards his. He kissed me. It was careful. Tender. Slow. Grabbing his shirt, I allowed myself to get lost in the feel of his lips. My mate’s lips. I still had many questions, but they could wait. My body needed Juno.

Juno’s phone made a bell sound, breaking the moment between us. He held his wrist out and looked at a wristband of sorts, not a watch, it was bigger than that. Then a young woman’s face appeared in the air above it.

Chapter Twelve

Juno

“Hi, Juno!” Charlotta greeted cheerily. “I’m so happy to see Remi is okay! Did you get home safe?” I’d missed seeing her face, it wasn’t the same when we had a team call, this was just us, and Remi too, but much more private than the recent calls between us.

“We did,” I smiled, pleased that she cared, she always had, but it was still nice. “You did call at a rather bad time though,” I began hoping she would catch on.

“Oh! Sorry! But that was actually why I called.”

I looked at Remi, then back at her. “Why?”

“I researched as you asked and um… I’ll just send you the link.”

“Okay?”

“Okay! Have fun!” She ended the call with a sweet little wave to us both and before I could question her weirdness, I got the link.

“That was my friend Charlotta,” I explained, clicking on the link. There were a lot of naked people. “What’s porn?” I askedaloud, scrolling down the site. A choked sound behind me had me looking at Remi who blushed even more.

“Did Charlotta say anything embarrassing?” I didn’t think she did, but Remi was different, maybe he felt embarrassed that she knew he’d fainted?

“Um, no,” he coughed lightly. “It’s just, um, that site,” he pointed to my slate. “We won’t, um, be needing that.”

“Oh, okay,” I replied, closing it down. “I hadn’t found the educational part yet anyway, just a lot of naked people.”

Remi made the choking sound again, so I kissed him, hoping that would help his unease. It did. He melted against me, his taller frame slumping down so we were at the same height. I backed him further into the room and pushed him down on the bed, leaning over his beautiful body.

“Please tell me I can have all of you now?” I begged, kissing down his neck as I waited for his permission. He had a green hoodie on, which meant he had to sit up for me to remove it.

“You can,” he replied, helping me rid him of his clothes. I’d “stolen” one of his hoodies, it had a light grayish-blue color. It was a little too big for me, but when we packed, I knew I needed to wear something less constrictive than my preferred leather jacket.