Jadea
It made me furious what Leila had done. How she had manipulated him. Abused him. And I knew he wasn’t telling me everything.
When he asked to cuddle, there was no way I could tell him no. I led the way upstairs, closing the door to the bedroom in case the band got back early. “Take off your shirt,” I told him as I pulled mine over my head.
His eyes got wide. “Jadea. I-I—“
“We aren’t going to have s*x. Just take off your shirt, vanilla. I’ll explain in a minute.” I thought about taking my bra off but kept it on.
His eyes got real big as he drank in my half dressed state. I forgot how humans and other non-shapeshifters were so modest.
As he unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, I couldn’t help it. I boldly touched his chest and helped him ease his shirt off. My eyes feasted on him
