Page 28 of Wolf Fated
"I am not wearing a towel to eat dinner with you or anyone." I crossed my arms.
"Very well. We'll go naked." He dropped his towel to the floor, and I jerk my gaze up the length of him.
"No way." I balk, shuffling sideways to try and get to the door.
His hand reached out and snagged my arm. I tried to jerk from his touch, but he easily pulled me to his side.
"Let me go."
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply like he's sniffing my hair or something. Then in one quick movement like a magician revealing a trick, he yanked the towel off me, and I was standing between him and the door freaking naked.
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"Wha—give me back my towel." My whole face was on fire as I covered my breasts with my arm and my sex with my other hand.
Axel strutted toward me, a gleam in his eyes that stole my breath away. "Not until you tell me you had fun today."
That was all he wanted? "Fine. I had fun, but now I'm hating you, so give me back my towel."
"You sound like I'm a dentist asking you if pulling your teeth hurt or not." He shook his head. "Nope, you haven't convinced me yet."
"You're such an ass." I slapped my hand over my mouth and stepped away. The back of my knees hitting the cabin's bed. "Sorry, I'm sorry." Jerking the cover off the bed, I used it to wrap around myself.
Instead of yelling and getting angry, Axel let out a barrel laugh that if I wasn't so freaked out about what I'd said and being naked, I'd have laughed too. It was a deep, warm laugh that sent a crazy sensation down my body to my toes.
Axel shook his head and strode to the small dresser, spun the combination, and opened a drawer. He pulled out a black, frilly skirt and a red, silk blouse. "Try those on."
"Where did these come from?" I crossed my arms, holding the blanket against me. "I mean, are those even my size?"
"Of course." He stood back. "I had them brought to the ship for you."
"Thanks." Though I still wondered why he had stripped me naked rather than just telling me there was a change of clothes here for me. “I need a bra and underwear.”
“No.” His voice was firm and final.
He didn't move to leave, and I chewed on my lower lip. "Could I get some privacy?"
"I've already seen you naked, Brook. We got that out of the way moments ago."
Yeah, but he was still dressed even if it was in a towel. As if reading my mind, he undid the towel around his hips and tossed it into the bathroom. I couldn't look away from his muscled calves and package. 'Cause he was packing a huge, thick cock that made my eyes feel like they were bulging out of my head.
"W-where are your clothes? I mean, are you going to get dressed?"
"Sure." The corners of his mouth quirked into a smile. He opened another drawer and pulled out shorts and a T-shirt for himself. While I stood there gawking at him, he dressed in mere seconds. Then he cocked an eyebrow at her. "Are your clothes not to your liking?"
"What, oh no, they're fine." I guessed because I hadn't even put any of them on yet. Quickly, I scrambled to get dressed. The clothes fit me perfectly though I was nervous about not having any underwear on. My nipples hardened, straining through the silk material that rubbed across them every time I moved, and my sex seemed to pulse with both the knowledge of seeing him naked and that I wasn’t wearing any underwear and we both knew it.
He hadn't even blinked at me calling him an ass.
Why had Axel torn off my towel? To humiliate me? To make me do something that would break the bet? I snorted. If he thought seeing his gorgeous body while I was naked was going to send me flying into his arms and betray my fiancé, he didn't know me at all. Plus, I had a deal to finish.
"Something humorous?" Axel asked.
I smirked. "Not at all."
"Shall we?" He held out his arm for me, but I marched past him to the door and walked out.
My heart was hammering in my chest. What would Axel do? I could feel him staring at me as I walked down the hallway to the upper deck. There was a round table with a cream-colored tablecloth, candles, and two plates and chairs. I spun around, but Axel was a breath behind me, his warm hands reaching out to guide me to the nearest chair.
