We lay tangled together in the afterglow, our breathing slowly returning to normal. Kayde's skin was warm and slightly damp against mine, as his fingers traced lazy, possessive patterns up and down my spine, sending little shivers across my skin.
I could still feel him inside me, the sticky evidence of his release slowly leaking out in a constant reminder of how thoroughly he had claimed me.
After a few minutes, he shifted, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at me. His icy blue eyes were soft in the low light, but there was a seriousness in them that made my heart skip.
“Don’t go to Riley’s,” he said quietly, his voice rough from exertion. “Stay.”
I blinked up at him, surprised. “Are you sure? I thought… with your mother here…”
He nodded, brushing a damp strand of hair fro
