23 - Comfort Food - 2

Drakon's eyes flashed black, and he growled lowly, lowering his mouth to my marking spot and s.ucked it, sending shivers running down me as I let out a gasp.

“But it's not just about me.” I forced myself to go on. “You both have to accept each other. I don’t even know how you would feel about that if you wanted kids or how he would fit in.”

“Well, we obviously would have to paint his room blue.”