Sadie
To my delight, Deke uses his stealth superpowers to slip past the party undetected and carry me to our room.
Once there, he sets me down and turns to lock the door.
I back into the dark room, letting his jacket fall from my shoulders. My torn dress gapes open at the front. I raise my hands to fix it, and Deke growls.
“Your eyes,” I murmur as he prowls forward, and I back away slowly. His eyes seem to glint in the dark like a cat’s—a bright green. Shivers run up my spine at the sight of him, a predator looming in the darkness, stalking me.
“Take off your clothes,” he growls.
I halt, and I raise my chin, standing my ground, delighting in this game.
“Or what?” I challenge playfully.
“Or I'll remove them for you.”
“Promise?” My voice is breathy. Breathless.
He moves faster than
