“Honestly, if I had known your libido was this overactive, I may have rethought marking you.” I giggle when I push him off, liking the fact that he hauls me straight back to him, always so eager to keep us joined by touch. Colton never likes to stray apart for long, the need to be beside me, hold me, overwhelms him and I guess it’s the same for me. Imprinting gives you this undying need to be together every second or else it doesn’t feel right. When we are close, or in the same space, we have to have contact, or it just feels wrong.

“It’s not my fault. My...