Whats that supposed to mean?
Recently, Caden had been talking to Richard and Chuck. A chill came over me at the implication. Both men had been with Shay that night, leading her through the camp. I had to believe Caden had seen her with them as well as with me, which might explain his willingness to agree to this meeting. It could mean that Caden was looking for a way to connect with Shay, use her.Who are you? Caden demanded, focusing his attention on me.
I was about to tell him I was no one when Richard spoke up. Thats Pastor Douglas. Show him some respect, man.Pastor Douglas, Caden repeated slowly.Kevin continued. Were here to let you know that there are programs available to help…
Caden held up his hand, stopping him. Not interested.These are good people, Richard insisted. Least you can do is listen.
Already told you Im not interested. With that he stormed away with a cynical smile twisting his mouth.
My heart was in my stomach. I had a terrible feeling that in looking to protect Shay, I might have done the exact opposite and put her at risk.Rowdy leans in, licking my ear. But if you want to have sex later, I wont shove you off the bed—promise.
Now his hands are at my waist, pulling me against him, water sloshing around our midriffs. My breasts press against his chest—his gorgeous, firm pecs. His nipples stiff, dark areolas puckered.You look so fucking cute in that snorkel.
Snort. No one looks cute in a snorkel.You do, especially with your purdy little ass sticking up out of the water.