What should we do? I ask, feeling a bit awkward about storming into her bathroom. Should we wait?

From the opposite room, she emits a sob.

What's happening?

She's not sobbing. I don't think Cassidy is that type of a person, my wolf murmurs.

Then why do we hear her sobbing?

Let's go find out, he says.

I listen to his advice and use the darkness around me to sneak deeper into her apartment. The small kitchen and the living room area are directly connected, so I just follow the sound of her ragged breathing.

I'm barely in the doorway when my knees almost give out from underneath me.

Holy shit.

Cassidy opens the bathroom door and stands before me in only her underwear.

Double holy shit.

When the hell did I start letting my thoughts get carried away?

Her skin is bright and smooth. Perfect. Not a bruise on her shoulder. Or her stomach. Or her hips...

Wait, no hips. I like curves. Women with the shape that I can hold onto are the best, especially when I want to—.

God damn it, get a hold of yourself, man! my wolf yells.

Ignoring him, I continue to drink in the beauty before me.

But the thing that really catches my attention are her curves. The light shining in through the window outlines the perfection that is Cassidy's body.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Cassidy.

Her loud tone forces me back to reality. Now that my dick has finally joined the team, I have to act.

Like, right this second.

"We need to talk," I say with forced calmness, motioning to the pile of discarded clothing on the floor. "Please, tell me you plan on wearing more than your current attire."

"Of course," she hisses.

At least her sassy attitude is still here, I think, but don't say it out loud. I'm already in enough trouble. No need to escalate the situation.

A hoodie and some sweatpants later, we're sitting on her sofa as if it's the most natural thing for me to break into her apartment.

Nothing about today is normal, my wolf comments.

"First of all, I want to say again that no harm will come to you," I tell her, hoping that I'm not lying. "Also, I'm sorry for coming to your apartment uninvited."

"How the fuck did you get in?" Cassidy demands, completely ignoring my attempt at peace.

I casually gesture in the direction of the balcony. "I climbed up."

"That's fucking crazy," she whispers. Her cheeks are pale.

Good, my wolf exclaims with a low cheer. Let's keep her scared. The fear will keep her mouth shut.