Adea
We stood panting as he came back down from the wave of ecstasy he was riding. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathing and the walls were starting to close in on us. I was ready to get out of here and do anything else. I stood flabbergasted in front of Shane. A sly smile pulled at the corner of his lips, he didn’t have a care in the world.
After pressing a kiss to my nose, he started about his day, pulling clothes off hangers and throwing them onto the table like he didn’t just jerk himself in front of me twice in less than twelve hours. I wanted him to get comfortable around me but that’s not what I had in mind.
I realized the sheet come loose and my breasts were on display. Quickly, I covered myself. There was a knock on the door and I found myself face to face with Beka. She held a few bags in one hand and a couple of dressers hanging in the other.
“I don’t know what you prefer to wear, so I brought a few things for you to choose from.” Her eyes immediately roamed the room, when she didn’t find Shane, her gaze turned back to me.
“Are you going to let me in, or?” Beka asked.
“I don’t know,” I started.
“I can always come back if you want to stay naked a little longer,” Beka said. She didn’t miss a thing, did she?
“Right,” I moved back.
Without an invitation, she walked into the room as if she owned it. If we had made progress yesterday, it didn’t look like it. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be irritated or smile at her. At least she was consistent with her attitude. Walking over to the bed, she placed the bags on the bed and I watched as she started laying things out. Dresses, skirts, darn. There isn’t a single pair of jeans or shorts.
“Do you need me to dress you?” Beka asked.
“No, I can manage,” I said.
“Okay, I brought you everything you could need today.”
Eyeing the clothes, I realized she had forgotten something important.
“There’s no undergarments.”
“I brought you everything you will need today,” she repeated.
Well.
“Is there a problem?” Shane asked from behind us.
He walked out and I don’t know what I was expecting but this wasn’t it. Okay, maybe I do know what I was expecting. I was thinking he would be dressed in an all-black suit, you know, the way all villains in the movies dress? If not that, then an unbuttoned shirt and those black slacks he wore at the meeting. Black was definitely his color.
What I got were dark blue jeans that hung low enough that you could see the v that dipped down low. He was putting on a blue short-sleeve shirt. It was so thin it looked like a shirt and it was so light that it looked white.
His head popped through the top and he pulled the shirt down over his abs. The shirt was loose and didn’t fit his body. My mouth went dry at the sight of his tattooed muscular arms as the sleeve hugged them.
“Like what you see?” Shane asked.
“No,” I scoffed. It was a lie and we both knew it.
“Oh okay, you got a little drool,” Shane said as he scratched the corner of his chin. I went to wipe my chin and he chuckled. It was low and I felt it between my legs. Fuck my life. “I’m just kidding.”
“Har har.” Asshole.
I watched as he ran his fingers through his hair, so they were slicked back and gave off a tamed look. As if he could ever be tamed.
“There’s no trouble. Thank you for bringing the clothes,” I said to Beka.
“No need for thanks.”
She dipped her head in Shane’s direction and headed for the door. When she was gone, and the door was closed behind her, I turned from the overly cocky Alpha. When he didn’t look away, I shrugged. I would not give him the satisfaction of knowing I was bothered.
I held my chin high and turned away from him. I dropped the sheet and ignored the way the cool air kissed my skin. I was butt naked in front of Shane and I could feel his gaze on every part of my exposed skin.
He took a seat at the edge of the bed and I tried to ignore his gaze as I put an outfit together that could be cute and comfortable. a soft spaghetti strap sporty Nike dress with brown stripes, a hat, and my eyes lowered to the ground, the white huarache shoes that happened to be in my size. It wasn’t the most comfortable thing to wear but it was the most comfortable thing here.
I reached for the dress and slowly slid it over my head and down my body. I forced myself not to rush, so he wouldn’t think his gaze made me nervous. The material slid over my pebbled peaks, down over my stomach, and landed above my knees. Thankfully this dress was a lot longer than the one from the night before.
I bent down and slowly put my feet into socks and shoved my feet into the sports shoes. He groaned and I grabbed the hat from the bed. Without a second glance at him, I walked into the bathroom. I picked up the brand new toothbrush and started to brush it when he walked in.
I pretended not to be aware of him as he stood beside me and brushed his teeth. Our eyes locked in the mirror and he held my gaze. He had the audacity to look relaxed and at ease. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Shane look that way.
I headed for the door when strong arms gripped my waist and yanked me back. There was nothing but a wall of muscle behind me.
“Are you upset?” Shane asked intrigued.
“Why should I be upset? What are we doing today?” I asked.
“You can wear whatever you want to.”
“Where are we going?”
“Wherever you want.”
“So helpful,” I huffed. I tried to walk away but he didn’t let me go.
“We’re going to have a good day.”