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"Does it make you uncomfortable? Most girls don’t complain," he said with a smirk.
Can't slap him, I kept chanting in my head as I felt my temper start to rise.
"I'm not most girls," I muttered as I held his gaze.
I had to remember to try and be nice to him as hard as it was going to be. He was helping me by letting me stay at his house and I needed to appreciate it no matter how much I wanted to slap him or bring him down a peg or two.
He got up and walked to the coffee machine beside me. As much as I wanted to stay where I was, I moved away because I couldn't chance him touching me by accident. I wasn't ready to deal with a possessive mate just yet. Deep down I knew I couldn't avoid it for long, but I needed some time to get my head around it.
He smiled at the action. He probably thought I moved because he made me feel uncomfortable and he liked the fact that his presence affected me.
"You scared I'm going to bite you?" he said in a seductive tone as his eyes traveled over me appreciatively. I bet he used that line a lot.
"Who says I won't bite back?" I retorted.
"I don't mind," he teased with a smile as his eyes held mine.
"Does that line ever work?" I asked, annoyed.
"I don't have to use lines," he assured me with a satisfied grin.
He was probably right. I could see the girls falling at his feet without him having to utter a word. I was pretty sure one look from him would do it.
Can't slap him, I told myself again. It was going to be harder than I'd first thought as I clutched the coffee mug tightly in my hands to stop me from doing something I would regret.
"Morning," Gary greeted as he entered the kitchen. He was already dressed.
"Morning," Cade and I greeted at the same time.
I was relieved to have another person around and it seemed to ease the tension that had been building between Cade and me.
"How are you feeling?" Gary asked with concern as he checked the cut I was still sporting on my forehead. At least the swelling had gone down. He was in ‘concerned parent’ mode.
"I feel better. My ribs are still a little tender," I confessed. I wasn't one to complain, but I wanted him to know I was healing. It was only when I made sudden movements that I felt the pain.
"It's a werewolf thing," Cade commented, watching the two of us.
"What is?" I asked, turning to face him.
"We heal fast. You'll heal faster once you shift," he informed us.
That was a good thing. Maybe being a werewolf wasn't such a bad thing after all, but then I remembered the whole ‘mate’ thing and that put a damper on things.
"So what's the plan for today?" Gary directed the question at Cade.
"I've got some of my pack tracking the rogue but they haven't found him yet," he explained as he went back to the kitchen counter and sat down.
"How long do you think it will take?" Gary asked.
Cade shrugged his shoulders.His shoulders are wide and strong,I thought to myself. Angry with myself, I shook my head, to stop thinking of him in that way.
"It could be a while. This rogue is good at covering up his tracks and he is very good at keeping himself hidden," he answered. "He is probably an older werewolf."
Great!Not only did I have a rogue intent on doing me some serious harm, but he was older and more experienced. I had a feeling I was going to be staying at Cade's house for a long time.
Crap!It was going to be harder keeping my distance from him if I was living in his house. The odds were starting to stack up against me.
"Is there a chance that there might be more of them?" I asked. I wasn't sure what made me ask the question.
