Caleb reached out and grabbed a paper towel, handing it to her with a look that said he was barely holding onto his patience. Sadie took it, wiping her fingers clean of the cookie crumbs, but before she could finish, he snatched it back. He leaned in, roughly wiping a smudge of chocolate from her cheek himself.“Little wolf,” he murmured, his voice a low vibration. “I’m in charge.”Sadie snorted, the sound unbidden and defiant, but she didn’t immediately start in. She watched him as he sat down across from her at the counter, his gaze searching hers, trying to find the source of this new, kinky confidence she was throwing at him.“So,” he started, his voice deceptively quiet. “Where did all this come from?”Sadie looked at him, her brow furrowing. “Are you telling me you have the right to everything in my brain?”Caleb didn’t answer right away. He moved, rounding the corner of the bar with a slow, deliberate stride. Sadie backed up until her spine hit the granite. The stone was freezi
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