My Mate Is a Vampire?!

I Love You

It's been at least a week since my mate kidnapped me. In the mornings, I always wake up pressed against Ryan's bare chest. This morning is no different. I glanced up from under my bangs to gaze up at my sleeping mate. Moon Goddess is he handsome. I don't know how long I gazed at my mate, memorizing every feature of his Greek sculpted face. It must have been hours since I started gazing but his eyes began to flutter open. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red when I realized I have been caught staring at him.
"Take a picture, darling, it lasts longer." His voice was thick with exhaustion and damn was it sexy.
"If only I could, I would. I thought vampires can't be seen in mirrors and cameras?" Ryan's deep husky chuckle vibrated his chest, causing my toes to curl. Holy crap was that sexy.
"True my little wolf." That's been the nickname he gave me a day or so ago.
"Ryan? Do you...." Ryan looked at me confused.
"Do I what?" I shook my head, fear gripping my heart so tightly it was hard to breathe.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I tucked my head under his chin quickly, not wanting him to realize how badly I lied. Soon after, I dozed off into his arms.

----Ryan's POV----
I watched her sleep. God she's perfect, everything from her facial features, to her body, to her personality. I just wish she would tell me her thoughts, after all, we are mates. She should be able to trust me and tell me everything, right? So. . . Why didn't she? I brushed her hair from her face and whispered so softly in her ear she wouldn't wake up from it.
"I love you. . ."

Sorry for making this a short one, but I have to study for my finals. Thank you so much for bearing with me!