I did a little shimmy in front of the mirror — purely for Caden’s benefit.
He looks up and snorts. “Please remind me never to ask you for a strip tease. What the hell was that? A mating call or an exorcism?”
I gasp and throw a boot at him.
He dodged it like a smug ninja and pulled on his dark jeans, boots, and a tight black T-shirt that made his arms look like a sin I was ready to commit again. And again. And maybe once more for good measure.
I launched myself at him — and of course, he caught me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around him like second nature as we kissed all the way to the kitchen, my fingers buried in his hair, neither of us in any real rush.
When we arrived, I snagged our coffee cups from the counter. Caden didn’t even let me down. He just strode straight to the head o
