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you, Courtney, please don’t use it anymore,” he asked her softly, his lips brushing hers as he made the request.
    “I won’t,” she promised, seemingly knowing she no longer had to hide herself, she could now finally be the true person that she was. “You see me don’t you, you really and truly see me, don’t you?” she asked quietly. “You see the woman that I really am, for the first time ever, don’t you?”
    “Of course I do, honey,” he murmured softly against her cheek. “I’m your mate, Courtney, I will always see you, no matter what you try to hide or where.” Leaning back slightly he ran a finger over her skin. “Are you going to be okay with this?” he asked quietly. “I mean, with being mated to a Wolf,” he clarified when her expression went blank.
    “Yes, especially if you will love me forever.” She looked like she hadn’t meant to say that, like it was something she had never thought she would ever get in her life. “I’m sorry, I don’t have the right to ask that of you.”
    “I will love you for all time,” he told her as he stared into her bright green eyes. “I will care for you, I will be there for you and I will always love you.” Stroking his hand down her throat, he gently teased her pulse with his fingertips. “But you have to let me in fully, Courtney, there is no halfway in a mating relationship.”
    She closed her eyes and nodded, leaning into him she wet her lips and breathed in and out deeply. “You should know that I am not just a bio-chemist.” When she looked up at him, she smiled. “That painting in our dream was real. I had just finished painting it that night.”
    That shocked him. “Really?” he asked stunned even as she nodded. “It was wonderful, love, and I’m not just saying that because of who you are to me. It really was wonderful, you have a marvellous gift,” he told her softly, moving his arms to rest around her waist. “I want it to hang over our bed, to always be there if you’re all right with that, that is.”
    “It’s the only one that I have done so far that I am not letting go.” Again she was blushing as she chewed the lipstick off her lips. “I sort of donate several paintings a year to the Juvenile Diabetes foundation. They are auctioned off for funds for them and sometimes make a pretty penny or two.” More than that, her last one had sold for three million, but that was beside the point.
    “You’d better not let it go, I want it,” he said again with a grin, she was trying to avoid some of what he’d pointed out to her. Rubbing the backs of his fingers lightly over her cheek, he watched her. “It’s nice that you do that, honey, you have a true and wondrous gift, even I can see that and I’m not an expert.” The money went to a really good cause, too, speaking of which…“I normally don’t come to these, but this year I knew I had to come,” he told her softly sliding his fingers down her throat again and then back up. “Now I know why.”
    “I come every year. I love being around people, I really do and each time I have come I have felt as if I were searching for someone.” And now she knew who. She loved to be around people because she was always looking for someone. “The painting is yours.” She loved the sound of where he wanted to hang it. “Over our bed?” she whispered making sure that he knew that she had heard him, all too clearly she had heard him. “I want that as well, Kristof.”
    “Good,” he told her with a smile, kissing her lightly, the touch a mere brush of skin to skin. “We should go back inside, I don’t want you getting too chilled out here.” Shaking his head he stepped back and took off his tuxedo jacket before slipping it around her shoulders. “Never mind,” he said with a wink. “We’ll just stay here I think instead.”
    She pulled one of the lapels close to her nose and inhaled. “It smells like you.” It was warm and the scent enveloped her. “Thank you.” It