“They’re afraid of us?” I asked.“Yeah,” he said, “they are. They can sense that we’re a predator so they just… stay away.”“But we’re not any different,” I choked.Caeden put one hand beside either side of my body against the wall. “Yes, we are Sophie.” A dangerous look glinted in those cerulean blue eyes. “We’re faster, stronger, and-” his voice turned deliciously husky. “Sexier.”His lips brushed against mine in a tantalizing gesture. “You’re definitely sexier,” I breathed.”

“Pushing his black-framed glasses up his nose, he said, “Today, we’re going to start building cabinets. I’ve run out of storage areas and I thought this would be a good learning experience for you. You should see a sheet in front of you that shows that dimensions that I need. You can either make a plain cabinet or you can add detailing for extra credit. And Sophie?” He looked at me.“Yes?” I asked.“Please, I’m begging you, stay away from the power tools.”

“Was that a sufficient distraction?”“Oh yeah,” I said breathlessly.His husky laugh filled the cabin. “Just wait until we descent.” –Caeden to Sophie”

“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.”

“Sophie was fine up until the point where she fell flat on her face when she got a look at my delicious abs,” he said and pulled up his shirt rubbing his chiseled stomach.I blushed and then mocked him, “Delicious huh?”“Oh yeah,” he said jokingly. “My basement floor is now flooded with your drool.”-Caeden and Sophie”

“He leaned over, putting his hand on my face, and tracing my cheek with his thumb. “I will always take care of you.” –Caeden to Sophie”

“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.”