it was pretty cute to imagine a young version of her old grand lying to her great-grandparents . i felt it twitch , but it refused to be removed from the muscle . he tapped on the table with his pen . `` your lips are warm , '' she whispers . he 'd felt protective of her , intrigued by her , but he had n't ever considered that she might be his mate . she pushed herself up and stood next to him for a moment . and what else could you do ? 