Cage Debt
Tess barked out a laugh while Knox looked entirely too pleased with himself.
“Speaking of foreplay,” Tess continued brightly, gesturing with her chin. “Your emotionally constipated biker is heading this way.”
My pulse stumbled instantly against my ribs. I looked up, seeing Cain crossing the cage room slowly, conversations lowering subtly around him as people moved aside automatically to clear his path. The closer he got, the more overwhelming he became somehow. It wasn't just physically, though his broad shoulders, heavy hands, and that calm violence sitting beneath every movement definitely didn’t help. It was more than that now…it was an awareness, the kind that felt physical.
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