The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
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"I understand why you feel that way, but if for some reason he should come up to you when we aren't around then don't trust him for a minute. I'm glad that the company had the foresight to change security codes and disable the magnetic strip on his badge."
"Mm." I nod.
Yoongi sighs. "That's not the only thing on your mind though."
I shake my head. "No, of course not. I'm worried how things will work out with Joshua. I think we should probably discuss the plans regarding him as a family. That's only mildly worrying me though in comparison to having to wait around for the court papers. Not to mention, where is Candace going to stay when they do get here?"
"Let me set your mind at ease a bit. When it comes to Joshua we all will accept him with open arms. The moment we each met him we instantly fell in love with the little guy." He sighs. "I know I probably didn't show it as much as the others, but believe me when I say that the sweet boy had me awestruck. When I saw how enamored he was with music I just wanted to take him under my wing and coach him." He pauses for a moment, and I don't have to turn around to see the smile growing on his face. "And now I will either be able to do that myself, or hire someone I know and trust to work with him. We will make sure to help him cultivate his love for music in this house."
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Our conversation greatly sets my mind at ease, and once we let the water out of the tub and dry off I find myself a lot more relaxed than I have been. "Will you stay with me tonight?" I ask him.
"Of course I will, Honey."
"Will you love me?" I find myself asking him.
We are still only wearing towels and despite how we dried off, a layer of dampness still clings to our skin. "If you are simply asking me do I love you. Then the answer is yes, and I always will. If you are asking me to physically make love to you. Let me reassure you that I want to feel your warmth wrapped around me every hour of the day." It's obvious despite his two reassurances that he knew exactly what I was asking when he promptly removes both of our towels and pulls me in close. Another dangerous sexy smirk lighting across his face. "Did you want to play, Honey?"
"What did you have in mind?" I don't ask him out of fear or general nervousness. I am legitimately curious.
"Well, I have a few things I'm considering. Like always I ask you though... Do you trust me?"
"Without a shadow of doubt."
"Good. Go lay down on the bed."
He pulls open my bedside drawer, which apparently has become his sex toy drawer now, without me knowing it. He pulls out the silk cord he tied me up with. "Are you opposed to the idea of me shortening the length of the rope? I won't be able to resituate you with it shorter, but I am curious to learn how I would feel if I were to actually restrain you."
