Page 8 of Saved By My Mate


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“Maybe it is.You deserve someone who can see how amazing you are,” I tell her.

“So do you.”

She squeezes my hand, and I smile.

“Maybe I’ll find a guy like that someday,” I say as the door opens and Jensen and Miles walk in.

“A guy like what?”Jensen asks, heading straight for my side.

He hovers, scanning my body and the monitors like he’s checking on me.

“Like Miles,” I say, and he glares at his friend.

Miles and Mabel don’t even notice.They’re too busy making eyes at each other.I smile as I watch them.

Jensen clears his throat.“Do you need anything?”

My stomach growls.Before I can say anything, he sets a sandwich on the table beside my hospital bed.

“Is that a?—”

“Burger.Medium rare, ketchup, mayo, lettuce, pickles, and grilled onions.”

My stomach growls again, and my mouth waters.I don’t have to say or do anything because Jensen is already moving the table over my lap and taking the food out of the bag.

“Thanks,” I grumble.

He nods.“I got you fries and a chocolate shake.”

Damn, he’s good.

I pop a fry in my mouth and close my eyes.It’s so good to eat something other than the food from the hospital cafeteria.

I focus on my food and try not to look at the handsome man hovering over me.But it’s hard, almost impossible, with how I’m feeling.

The mating heat.

I tried to play it off when Mabel asked me if I could feel it.The truth is…it’s overwhelming.All I can think about is Jensen and being with him.

I’ve never wanted to date or kiss anyone before.I never had a crush on any of the boys in my class or town.But since I woke up in the hospital, Jensen is all I can think about.Whenever he’s near, I light up like a damn Christmas tree.My blood heats, and my core clenches and becomes wet.My heart rate speeds up, which is embarrassing, considering I’m attached to the hospital monitor beeping with my heartbeat.

“We’re going to head out,” Mabel announces.She’s tucked into Miles’s side, smiling blissfully.It’s so good to see her so happy and in love.I’m delighted for her.

We could have that, too,my subconscious whispers.

My gaze shifts to Jensen to find him watching me.His gaze is heated, and I realize he can feel the mating heat, too.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I tell Mabel.

She nods.“First thing in the morning.”

“Have a fun night.”

She grins mischievously over her shoulder as they head out.

“Do you need anything?”Jensen asks, stepping forward to fluff my pillows again.

“The pillows are fine,” I tell him in exasperation.