Tish POV
I race from the pack house. I hear footsteps following me, but I don't dare to turn around to see who it is. After what I heard, I don't want to be convinced to stay. I didn't hear the whole conversation, but I heard enough. Kai and his mother don't want me here, and I refuse to stay at another place where I am not wanted.
I head straight for the cabin. I am going to be smart this time. I will change into something more suitable for hitchhiking, and when I find a place to settle down, I will send them money for the outfit I took. They should be able to return everything else. I have never been dependent on someone before, and I don't plan on starting now.
I am so focused on the plan formulating in my mind that I don't notice the footsteps are getting closer. A hand grabs me around the waist just before I reach the door. The strange feeling of tingles spread across my skin, and I feel calmer, but it doesn't stop me from wanting to run away.
"Please let me go," I whimper to whoever is holding me. "I don't want to cause problems here."
"You could never be a problem," Kaden's voice is husky in my ear.
A shiver runs down my spine when I feel his breath against my neck. Something makes me turn my neck to the side, and Kaden slides my hair off my shoulder. His nose runs up the side of my neck, and a moan leaves my lips.
His hands run up my sides, and he cups my breasts through the dress. My back arches against his chest, and I get lost in the moment. I forget all about running away. All I can think about is letting this man in between my legs.
Spinning me around in his arms, he tilts my chin up so I am looking into his eyes. They glow a bright blue color in the darkness, just like the wolves in my dreams, but I am not afraid. My tongue darts out and runs over my bottom lip. Kaden sucks in a sharp breath.
He runs his thumb over my moist lip and parts my lips. He dips his thumb into my mouth, and I twirl my tongue around it. Kaden groans loudly. He cups my face and pulls me close to him. I hold my breath as his lips inch closer to mine.
The last time he was this close, he chickened out. I keep my eyes open with curiosity. I wonder if he will be brave enough to kiss me this time.
His eyes are closed tight, and a giggle bubbles in my chest. I try not to laugh, but I can't stop myself. I chuckle as his eyes close tighter, and little wrinkles form beside his eyes.
It is safe to say that I have ruined the moment. Kaden's eyes fly open, and a frown tugs at his lips. He pulls away from me and runs his fingers through his hair.
Kaden starts to walk away, and I chase after him. "Don't be like that," I call after him.
He spins around and crosses his arms over his chest. "You just laughed at me."
"Can you blame me?" I giggle. "You were working up to this big romantic moment, but your eyes were closed so tightly. It is like you are scared of me."
"Scared of you?" Kaden scoffs. "I am not scared of anything."
"Then prove it, Big Boy," I challenge him.
Kaden seems deep in thought. He keeps glancing at the pack house behind him as if he is waiting for someone to come rescue him.
I lean back against the door of the cabin and beckon him forward with a single finger, but he doesn't move. Grabbing the hem of my skirt, I raise it slightly. Kaden's eyes burn brighter as my skirt inches up my thighs. I lift my skirt so Kaden can see the white lacy panties he and Kai bought for me.
"Fuck it," Kaden growls. "You want me to prove it?"
I trail my other hand up my dress and cup my breast. I tug down the top of my dress to expose the matching bra. My hard nipples poke through the lace, and Kaden bites down on his fist.
"Do you like what you see?" I ask him in my most innocent voice.
"Very much so," he groans in return.
"Do you want to touch?" I ask him innocently.
"Can I?" He responds.
"Do you want to know what kind of girl I used to be?" I whisper.
Kaden is marching toward me. "Show me what kind of girl you used to be?"
I grip the doorknob of the cabin and push the door open. Walking backward, I don't take my eyes off Kaden's. He shuts the door behind him and stalks toward me.
"No, no," I tease. "You sit down over there."
"Is that a command?" He asks, with a sparkle of excitement in his eyes.
"Yes," I reply confidently.
Kaden pulls a seat out from the tiny kitchen table and sits down. He leans back in the seat and makes himself comfortable. I try not to break the serious look on my face, but it is hard not to smile when I see the excitement on his face.
I pull the dress down over my shoulders and shimmy it over my hips. I toss it in Kaden's face, and he inhales it deeply before tossing it to the ground beside him. His fingers are flexing by his sides. He is dying to touch me.
I step closer to him, and he reaches his hands out to touch me, and I immediately back up. "No touching," I reprimand him.
Kaden pushes his bottom lip out in a pout, but he nods in agreement. He lays his hands in his lap and waits patiently.
Pulling the hair tie from my hair, I approach Kaden and twist his arms behind his back. I secure them loosely with the hair tie and run my hands down his chest.
Groaning loudly, Kaden leans his head back between my breasts. Unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time, I run my hands along his bare chest. Every inch of him is chiseled to perfection. My fingers travel over his abs and into the waistband of his jeans.
"Tish," he says in warning. "Don't start something you don't want me to finish."
I pull my hands out of his shirt, running my nails across his chest as I do. A loud growl echoes outside of the door, and Kaden and I turn to see Kai standing in the doorway. His eyes are wide, and he looks pissed.
"Are you sad that you missed out on the fun?" I giggle. "Luckily for you, we have just started."