“He started wrapping the fabric around my eyes and I laughed, “Caeden, what are you doing?”“I think that’s pretty obvious. I’m blindfolding you, silly girl.”He secured the knot on the back of my head. “You better not mess up my hair,” I warned.”

“Wake up, Sophie,” Caeden said against my ear.“Go away,” I mumbled. “Rise and shine,” he said and shook me slightly.“I’m going to stab you in the eye,” I mumbled into the pillow.“Ah, you wouldn’t do that, you like my pretty blue eyes too much.”

“My she-wolf,” Caeden came up to me and kissed my cheek.“Didn’t I tell you never to call me that?” I smiled.“I seem to remember that conversation but I chose not to listen to you.”“Ah, of course,” I laughed. “Is this what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life? You not listening to me?”“Yeah, pretty much,” Caeden nodded.”

“I think he’s dead,” Caeden said. “No,” I shook my head. Caeden continued like I hadn’t said anything. “And when I get my hands on Travis I’m going to make him suffer through every unimaginable thing before I kill him. And when I kill him I’m going to make sure he begs for mercy. He hurt you and if he’s hurt or killed another member of my pack, none of you will be able to stop me.”

“Evan looked at my empty pizza box and then held up three fingers, “You’re hot, you play soccer, and you have a very healthy appetite. Please marry me?”I laughed and leaned into Caeden who then put his arm around me. “Sorry, you know I’m taken.”“Darn,” Evan smiled. “Have any sisters?”“Only child.”“So not fair,” he said. Evan looked over at Caeden. “You better put a ring on that before someone tries to sweep her out from under you.”Caeden grinned and kissed my cheek. “I’m not worried,” he winked at me.”

“Caeden grabbed my hand and grinned like a little boy in a candy shop. “Carnival time!” He drug me from the car and then behind him as he headed to a ring toss game. “I think I need to win my girl a prize,” he said.I laughed.“What?” he shrugged. “It’s like a rite of passage. Every boyfriend has to win his girlfriend a prize,” he winked, turning my stomach to jelly.”

“I followed him down the hall and into his room. He closed the door and tossed my dirty clothes into his hamper. “Don’t do that! I’ll take them home and wash them,” I tried to grab for them but Caeden grabbed my hands instead. “It’s fine,” he kissed the side of my mouth while I squirmed in his grasp.“Caeden, your mom doesn’t need to clean my dirty clothes.”“It’s not a problem. Besides,” he said huskily in my ear, “my mom doesn’t do my laundry. I do my own, just like a big boy.”I laughed. “And you know what else?” his lips brushed my ear. “What?”“I even make my own bed.”