Page 37 of The Secret's Out

Eli’s hand slid from my face to my shoulders. “Sweetheart, I need you to do something for me.”

He sounded so serious that I asked straight away, “What?”

“Hit him.” With his head, he gestured to Caden. I giggled when I saw his mouth twitch, showing me he was joking.

“Precious won’t do that.”

Eli leaned forward, his lips swiftly touched my neck, and then he whispered, “Have a good night, babe, and no worrying about me. Just enjoy it, okay?”

He pulled back to look down at me. “Okay, Eli,” I whispered.

That night Caden took me out on our first official date and it was totally different to what Eli and I did together. Caden first took me to a restaurant where we ate seafood, talked and laughed a lot.

He was surprised when I asked him if he thought what we were doing was going to work. His nod was fast and then he said, “Yeah, Josie. I know what I feel for you and I know Billy feels the same way. It helps he’s an okay guy and I trust him with you. It’ll be good. Christ, fuck that, what we’ll have will be fantastic.”

My shy smile told him I believed him. If he and Eli could work together to be with me, then I had to stop worrying about the both of them turning against each other for some reason or another. I had to trust them with that, like I trusted them with me.

After eating, Caden took me, in Eli’s new truck he bought in the first week of being here, for a drive. At first, I thought he was taking me parking...because wasn’t that something couples did?

My men were rough, tough, bikers. No doubt they were feeling frustration in their pants with how slow things were going. And I felt bad for it. Especially when I was the one holding back from them and then, I’d witness, some mornings, their morning wood, which they would try to hide while they went to the bathroom. It wasn’t only their morning wood I’d been thinking about, but the times when I would sit on the couch with them, or the times I cleaned the apartment and I’d find them watching me while they—what they thought discreetly—adjusted themselves in their jeans.

Though, thinking of their...erections wasn’t a good plan on my first date with Caden. When he pulled into the only drive-in theatre, I was thrilled and now turned-on from thinking of them being hard for me.

“Baby, come here,” Caden ordered. With sweating palms, a fast beating heart and nerves dancing in my stomach, I slid along the seat to the middle one, right next to him.

Only I panicked for nothing, because all he did was draw me into his body by his arm around my shoulders. Then he leaned back and we watched the movie while he shovelled and I nibbled on the popcorn.

My lip was something I also nibbled because I wanted something to happen. I wanted Caden’s lips on mine. I wanted to know what they felt like, what they tasted like. I was weary of the forehead and neck kisses. If we were supposed to be a couple, then shouldn’t it have advanced already?

Then a thought crossed my mind.

Were they waiting for me to make the move?

Goodness, maybe they were. They said they’d take it slow, but it was becoming too slow.

A frustrated and annoyed groan fell from my lips and filled the truck’s cabin.

Why would they do that to me? I was useless in that department. They had to make the move, not me for goodness’ sake.

“What’s up, precious?” Caden asked, his arm tightening around my shoulders.

Without thinking, I moved forward and twisted around to glare at Caden. His arm fell from my shoulders as he stared back with an amused look upon his face.

“Don’t smirk at me, Caden. What were you both thinking? You both know I’m not confident. I need either of you to make the first move. If you leave it up to me, we’ll never get there and by God, I want to get there sooner rather than later, no matter how much it scares me, thinking that somehow I will stuff it all up and you and Eli will laugh at my fumbling schoolgirl ways and leave. I—”

I didn’t get to finish. Caden’s hand went to my neck and I was roughly pulled toward him. There with his lips lightly resting against my mouth, he growled, “Baby, all you had to do was give us a sign, and now you have.” He smiled before his mouth crashed down on mine.

David, my captor so many years ago, had never kissed me and I was grateful he hadn’t. Because what Caden was doing to me was something special and I was happy to have shared it with him and then, I was excited to share something just as special with Eli the following night.

The kiss wasn’t gentle, it was hard and blissful. Caden slanted his head. I followed suit and the kiss deepened when he slid his tongue into my mouth. Goodness. Then he groaned and my hands frantically gripped his tee, never wanting him to move from my mouth again.

Time disappeared as we kissed, but when we came up for breath, which I found hard at that moment, the windows were fogged up and people were backing out of the parking area.

“Fuck, precious, you kiss like that I can’t wait to see what else you can do.”

A blush heated my already warm cheeks. A strong tingle fluttered between my legs, causing me to rub my thighs together. Caden of course saw it and groaned loudly, as though he were in pain.

“Damn, baby, you do that and slow will be something of the past.”

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