Kade slammed the door shut and I jumped from the loud noise. My eyes immediately went to our bed and the wall behind it, suddenly noticing how empty it looked without a picture hanging there. The navy blue color and the white doors weren’t anywhere near as inviting as the red and gold upstairs. The oakwood floors were covered up with a carpet whereas the bedroom upstairs had only two little carpets on either side of the bed. White furry thick carpets that wouldn’t cause your feet to get cold as you stepped down. It obviously had a woman’s touch up there and they must’ve decorated it together.
”Layla, where’s your mind at?” I turned back and faced Kade. The flower still tightly held between his fingers and his hand hanging by his side. If only I could see his memories but then again, I shouldn’t need to. I flicked my head to the flower in his hand.
”It was a message,” he looked with a pondering gaze at the flower that he lifted.
”This was a message?”
”Yes,” his eyes darkened when realization hit him.
”A message from who?” He asked and took a step toward me. Kade was big and strong, a true Alpha indeed but he didn’t intimidate me. I loved him, I could never be afraid of him but nor could I trust him and that put me in a weird limbo of feelings.
”I don’t know who he was,”
”He?” Kade growled and tilted his head down.
My arms stil hung by my sides but they automatically lifted and wrapped around my body.
”Yes, he,” if Kade was about to show himself jealous, I didn’t know wether to laugh or cry.
”What did he say?” Kade stepped toward me. My mind turned back to the memory I had seen and the words he had said. How I couldn’t trust Kade and how i’d hear from him again. It was odd but I did feel a certain connection with the man who’d contacted me. He was like me and didn’t see me as a threat or a freak.
”Nothing special,” I said and looked down at the floor. Kade’s fingers pressed under my chin and forced me to look at him.
”Please tell me what he said,” his hazel brown eyes glistened and i saw my reflection in them.
My lips were parted and i dragged my tongue over my bottom lip as my eyes flickered over his.
He leaned in closer and his eyes followed my tongues movement. I stood on my toes and gently touched my lips against his before pulling back and watching as his cheeks turned red from the heat. Hearing his hard breaths and watching his eyes darken in lust edged on my own heat and it flushed over me. I grabbed the back of his head with one hand and with the other I grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him closer to my body. Our lips met and it felt like an electric surge went between our bodies and his hands tightened on my waist and the other cupped my neck as he pulled me onto him.
Kade’s tongue was exploring my taste and his hand started roaming down my back. I leaned into him and it felt like I couldn’t get close enough, I needed more and the heat was now engulfing my whole body and I knew he could tell.
His arms came down my thighs and he lifted me up. Kade walked us over to the bed and sat down. He positioned me right over his girth. I straddled him and started grinding as I kissed him with all I’d got.
I felt Kade harden beneath me and I pressed myself down on him and enjoyed the husky grunt as he his fingers dug into my back and he pressed me down harder.
I felt his lips slowing down and his head slowly jerking back. My fingers went down to the hem of his shirt and I started lifting it up. Kade grabbed my hands and held them still.
”We can’t do this,” he said in a dark voice with a husky tone that showed how turned on he was.
”I think we can,” I said and slammed my lips down on his. My heat was getting harder to ignore and a throbbing need was pulsating between my legs. Sitting on top Kade didn’t help.
”Stop” i leaned back and furrowed my brows.
I saw where his eyes were at and looked over my shoulder. He was watching the flower that had fallen to the floor. The purple petals brining life and color to the carpet.
”Kade,” i whispered and turned back to him.
”We can’t just fuck each other whenever something happens to ignore the conversation,”
”That’s not what I was doing,” I said and cupped his face. Kade grabbed my hands and pulled them down. He lifted me off his lap and placed me on the bed as he stood up.
He ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
”Is that really what this is about? The flower?” He turned and looked at me.
”What else would it be?”
”Not what; who,” Kade clenched his jaw and shook his head.
”It’s about the flower, the memory, you need to tell me about it.”
”It’s nothing,”
”How am I supposed to keep you safe when you won’t be honest with me?” His voice rose in frustration and his arms went out.
My eyes narrowed and I got up on my feet and stood in front of him. ”Just trust me,” I said shrugged my shoulders. Kade stepped back and his eyes sunk.
”Right,” he said and nodded his head.
”Why did you stay?” I asked and stepped closer.
Kade lifted his head and rolled back his shoulders.
”Because after everything that has happened I didn’t want to leave you for two days. I want to be with you,” My lips tugged up in a smile but the sinking feeling didn’t go away. If anything it felt like I was sinking deeper and deeper and I didn’t know how to stop.
”Can I ask you a question?” I said warily and licked my lips. Kade stayed silent and I parted my lips.
”If Danielle were to come back here-” I said and looked deep within his eyes. The truth was, I didn’t trust him and I needed to feel what he felt rather than hear what he said.
”-would you still choose me?” His mouth opened and his eyes glistened. The sun was setting and filled the room with its orange colors and warming light.
Kade stepped up to me and and cupped my face. He tilted my head back and stared into my eyes. He knew what I was doing, that I wanted to feel his truest emotions and he was allowing me too.
”Yes, I will always choose you.” He said and kept his eyes on mine. My body shivered from the intense gaze and I felt the worry behind the mask. His emotions were a swirl of choices and I felt everything coming from him. The worry, the sadness, the grief and the love. It killed me that I couldn’t place the emotions where they belonged because I didn’t know which were for me and which were for her.
