Page 40 of Caden's Situationship

“And I appreciate you for not making it such a big deal.”

“Oh no,” she said with a laugh. “Rodeo Savage is a very big deal. But I don’t think we should ever hide something we love to do just because it’s viewed as negative or distasteful to some people.”

“I agree with that.” She brought up so many valid points, and she was right, I’d hidden parts of myself for so long, I hadn’t even realized how much my brothers didn’t know about me.

“I guess I better let you get some sleep.”

I glanced at my watch. “It is kinda late. I still haven’t showered.”

Her eyes sparkled and she opened her mouth to say something, but didn’t. Feeling like she needed a push to say whatever she wanted to, I asked, “Do you wanna come inside for a little bit?”

She nodded. “I’d love to.”

I placed the empty mugs in the sink and turned to find an anxious Cordelia eyeing me curiously. She didn’t know it, but when she looked at me with those Bambi eyes, all I wanted to do was fuck her until she admitted that behind her innocence was a bucket of dirty thoughts.

My eyes dropped to her outfit, concluding that this woman could wear a pair of shorts and a plain tee and make the shit look like a goddamn lingerie set. It was in the way the shirt pulled against her breasts and the way her grey cotton shorts stopped right under her ass cheeks.

Cordelia was sending my ass a message, and although I got it loud and clear, I wanted to make her work for it.

“Come on. I’ll show you my favorite spot in the house.”

“Okay.” She followed me up my stairs and to my attic. “Um, what you wanted to show me was where you stored your belongings?”

“No,” I replied with a laugh. “I wanted to show you this.” I opened a door in the back of my attic, revealing a smaller room with large skylights.

“This is beautiful,” she stated, walking around the room and rubbing her hands over the books I had stored there. “Why don’t you keep all these on your bookshelves downstairs?”

“These are rare editions,” I explained. “I’ve been collecting books since I was a kid.”

Smiling, she glanced my way. “I didn’t know you loved to read.”

“Always. Before I became an adult and realized I could go wherever I wanted to go, it was an escape for me.”

“I love to read, too.” She picked up a book and studied the cover. “It was the only time I wasn’t bothered during homeschool.”

I nodded, pushing back the growing need to want to call her parents and curse them out.

“There’s something I meant to ask you, and I can’t believe it took me this long to remember.”

Her brow furrowed. “What is it?”

“I was talking to Hou earlier and I have to run to Vegas for a night. I was wondering if you’d be interested in going with me tomorrow evening? We’d be there less than twenty-four hours, but I promise to make it worth the trip.”

Her lips curled to the side in a smile. "How is it that I'm always agreeing to last-minute trips with you?”

“Is that a yes?”

She nodded. “It’s a yes.”

“Good.” I walked over to her and nipped at her earlobe, making sure she was listening when I told her, “And word of advice, be prepared for anything.”

“Oh Dear God,” she mumbled. “What did I just agree to?”

“You’ll find out tomorrow.” And not a moment sooner. It was better that she be left in the dark for this.

“Can I get a hint?”

A hint?I must have been more tired than I thought because every hint on my mind started with her on her back and my dick soaking in her wetness.

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