They left the apartment and drove to the cinema. She sat in the passenger seat, sneaking glances at Cain, his sharp jawline, the way he styled his hair that made him irresistibly handsome. She caught a faint smile on his face when he noticed her looking.There were may people arriving at the cinema, groups of friends, couples filling the lobby. She followed him closely, trying not to loose him in the crowd. She glanced around and saw he was drawing curious glances due to his tall, broad physique.“Stay here,” he said, and before she could argue, he strode to the counter. After a few moments, he returned not only with popcorn but also with a bowl of ice cream he carried in the other hand. She blinked. “You bought ice cream?”“Your favorite,” he said and handed it to her. She stared at him then down at the vanilla creamy swirl topped with chocolate chips. “How do you even know this was my favorite?”The corner of his lips curved into a smile and he smiled. “I know everything about you,
She stirred slowly under the sheets and blinked groggily as she stretched her arms above her head. She curled back into the bed and reached to the other side of the bed. The sheets were rumpled and empty. She noticed he's not beside her. The space where he'd been lying still held his lingering scent of cedar and cinnamon. She felt her wolf stirred inside her, howling.Before she knew it, she heard the sound of the key twisting in the lock. The door creaked open and he stepped in. He carried a bag filled with groceries and she arched her brow. “When did you leave?”He smirked, and kicked the door shut behind him. “While you were snoring.” She chuckled and said, “I do not snore!”He tilted his head toward her and murmured, “I could've recorded it. Do you want proof?” She snatched the nearest pillow and tossed it at him. He caught it with one hand and tossed it carefully onto the couch.He smiled and dropped the grocery bag on the kitchen counter. “I was kidding,” he said. “You sleep qu
By the time the sun began to go behind the skyline, Cain and Samantha had spent the entire day wrapped in each other. They had eaten, teased, laughed and even napped on the couch tangled together.When she stirred awake from their nap, she noticed he wasn't beside her. She glanced around when she heard faint blinking sounds from her balcony. She stretched and padded barefoot toward the sound she heard. The glass door slid open and there he was. He was leaning against the railing, his tall body backing the faded sun, a bottle of wine and two glasses on the small table beside him. He wore only boxers still, unbothered by the cool breeze that tousled his dark hair. The sight alone made her heart skip. “You should put on a shirt,” she teased softly, stepping outside. He turned, his lips curving into a smile. “Why? You seem to like me better without one.” Her cheeks blushed but she joined him anyway. She settled beside him at the railing and they watched the sunset together.He poured he
The morning sun streamed gently through the thin curtains. Samantha stirred, her lashes fluttering open slowly as she glanced around the room. She felt a soft ache on her body reminding her of every kiss, every touch, every moment of last night with Cain. She smiled and cupped her face with her palm.She turned her head to the side and her lips curved into a smile when she saw the other side of the bed was empty. Her heart skipped and she glanced around. She could still feel his presence around her. Her wolf was howling inside her.She remembered the memories of his hands roaming her skin, his mouth claiming hers and the way he had whispered “mate” against her war made her cheeks blush. She cupped her cheeks with both hands, letting out a small giggle before biting her lower lips.She heard a faint sound of movement coming from the living room. Pots clinking. A soft sizzling sound. She reached for her pajama set, slipping into the top and shorts before running her fingers quickly thro
The waiter cleared the last plates, leaving only glowing candles between them. She twirled her glass of wine, staring at the ruby liquid. Cain rested one elbow lazily on the wood across the table, his fingers tapping against his jaw with his eyes fixed on her.“What?” she asked finally. He tilted his head, a small smile playing on his lips. “You've been smiling all evening, Sam. And I like it.”She smiled and scoffed. “Don't act like you're the reason.”“Oh, I am,” he replied without hesitation. She pressed her lips together, her cheeks blushing. “You’re so full of yourself.” He leaned forward and muttered, “No. I'm just very aware of you.”She dropped her gaze down the table, her pulse pulsating. She traced the rim of her glass absentmindedly, trying to avoid his gaze. She stood and smoothing her dress. “I think I've had enough wine for tonight. I'm feeling tipsy already.”He rose immediately, his chair scraping lightly against the floor. “Then let’s get you home, my lady.”He drove
The next morning, she stirred awake and felt her body lighter, less sore than yesterday but when she moved her leg, a small cramp from her knee reminded her of the bruises on her leg. She stretched and did some yoga. She exhaled and let her gaze wander across the room.It was quiet. Her gaze went toward the small table by her couch where her first aid still sat. She smiled and her cheeks flushed. She touched her forehead when he kissed her, his strong palms pressing warmth into her sore muscles.She sat up and walked into the kitchen. She switched on the kettle and made coffee. She poured the hot water into the mug and wrapped her hands around it, inhaling the steam.Afterwards, she had a hot bath. She sank into the tub, her eyes closed and she felt the water soothing every ache on her skin. When she reached for the lotion, her hand moved over her skin in lazy circles and she caught herself remembering again how Cain’s fingers had lingered on her body. She paused and pressed her palm