Violet
We walked into the cabin and I stripped out of my dress. Theodore’s shirt slipped over my head easily. I rolled the sleeves up past my elbows, the hem brushing scandalously high on my thighs. There was nothing to be done for the lacy underwear Lily had brought me. When I turned to face him, his eyes were already on me, dark and intense, his lips parted like he’d just been punched in the gut.
“You okay there, Alpha?” I asked, quirking a brow.
His throat bobbed, and he dragged his gaze up to meet mine, though his expression gave away just how distracted he was.
“Fine,” he said, though his voice came out a little rougher than usual.
I smirked. “You sure? You look… hungry.”
He licked his lips, his eyes trailing over me again before he snapped back to himself. Clearing his throat,
