Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- I'll totally understand it, and I Sam's desperate babbling was interrupted by a pair of thin lips over his He froze on the spot, unresponsive. She's kissing him. She's kissing him, and it feels almost surrealistic that he is. But before he could even process it fully, Monika pulled away, a smirk on her lips, mouthing, You done? at a shell -shocked Sam, who simply nodded absently.

"First of all," she starts, "I'm the farthest thing from anything genius -related you can possibly imagine," Monika tells him, then informs him, "but I'm definitely annoying ; you can bet your ass on it. She pauses, studies the boy in her arms, and says, Second, don't ever apologize for your feelings. Not for me, not for anyone. She tells him more demands ; however , still as gently as she can be, her hand lifts up on an urge, digits reaching until it reaches Sam's tinted cheeks.

"And third..." she carries on, her voice low and calm as her fingers pause the ministrations upon the younger's skin for the sake of emphasis. "If you ever give me this ugly, dumb, whatever-the-fuck shit again..." she doesn't finish. She figures she doesn't have to with the way Sam lowers his eyes, his shoulders slumping slightly . Monika can't help but gently grab at his chin, forcing his apologetic eyes to meet her honest ones. "I don't care how you perceive yourself.

I don't care what you see in the mirror when you look at it. I especially don't care how much you hate yourself , even though you are a literal fucking ---- ray of sunshine in this filthy, ugly world." She stopped to wipe away a warm tear that rolled down Sam's cheek with her thumb. "I don't care about any of it, because I'm willing to worship your face and your body and adore every single thing about you, good or bad.

I'm willing to try and make you see for yourself just how precious and valuable you are, but even if I fail, it'll still be okay because I can love you enough for the both of us. She finished and heard as the boy let out a small sob, heavy tears streaming down his face and wetting the fabric of his worn-out jeans.

"And then, even if I can't sleep to the point that I'm literally too tired to even breathe, I'll still be able to keep my shit together, because..." she stopped mid- sentence and leaned even closer, their lips barely an inch apart now, because you are going to need me to.

Monika assured her, feeling Sam's puffs of breath against her lips, tickling them, taunting her, If you want me to, that is." The boy never answered with words, choosing to close the reminiscent space between them in a searing kiss, letting his actions speak louder than any sentence ever could. They couldn't tell how long it was going to last or if it was going to last at all. They knew it was going to be hard because both of them have enough sh *t to deal with already.

They knew some days would be colorful and sunny, but most days would be gray and rainy as their inner feelings would effectively crawl to the surface, like they have been doing for ---- years. But, even though they knew it all, they were not going to walk away. "You can be my umbrella , and I'll be your personal sun", Sam said in between kisses, both smiling as they dove in for the next. It was officially the first day of the rest of their lives.

Flashback over:)) "Sam, it's time, man, let's go." Sam opens his eyes and smiles sadly. 'You chose this yourself, Sam; she chose y ou years ago, but you chose your career instead of her'.