TWELVE #3
Cain glanced up from the wine for a moment, and we locked eyes as he handed me my glass. 7I have a funny feeling you5re worth it.R cold shiver ran down my spine, even though there was no wind. It was a warmer night, but it was not uncomfortable. “nless that was the thought of the wine that was racing through my body. Cain handed me my glass, and he raised his own.
7Cheers.
4he wine glasses clinked against each other, and the surprises that were coming out of the picnic basket were not done yet. Cain pulled treat after treat out of the basket and before I knew it, a small banquet had been prepared. I ate and drank to my heart5s desire, Anding a simple pleasure in Cain5s company, more so than what I did during our sessions at the gym. ”erhaps, underneath that hardened, smart arse exterior, there was a man worth getting to know. I was still reserved, not giving too much away, but I wanted to And out more about him.
We wined and dined, and I found myself losing track of time. My legs were beginning to go numb and I stretched out, right in front of Cain. I wanted to stand up, but I had simply had too much wine and food. 4he empty plates were sprawled before me, and it was a delicate act to get my leg out as far as I needed it to go. Seeing the motion, Cain slid his hand toward me, and for the Arst time since I had known him, he was touching me. What the fuck was going on?
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7Here, let me help you with that.
7Cain, what are you doing?
His eyes came over me, properly for the Arst time in a while. He had been too busy looking out at the city, but that was not going to stop me from casting him the occasional side eye, Gust to make sure that he was still there. Cain5s side proAle was Gust as good as his front, his rugged stubble that encased his face on full display. It was the kind of stubble that you could Gust feel against your inner thighs as he ran his head between your legs. 4he thought of it gave me goosebumps and my mind raced back to the shower when I had wanted him to do more to me.
7’ou5ve taken care of me enough. Oow it5s time for me to take care of you.
7Cain I keep telling you, this isn5t a date.
7’ou can keep telling yourself that, Rlicia. 0ook around and see the situation we5re in. 4ell me this isn5t what you think it is.
I stuttered, unable to argue with him, and Cain knew it. He was back in control, setting the terms and conditions. 4here was no reason to argue with him. I had placed my leg right in front of him. His hand was already on it, and to say that his touch was soothing was an understatement. I gave him a quick nod and Cain started to rub the numbness out of my leg. 4o nobody5s surprise, he was good with hands as he went to work. I 6exed my leg and within moments, the tingling sensation was going out of my leg.
7How5s that feeling?
It felt fucking amaLing, Cain. How else did you think it felt? Why was it now that he was touching me and that I could not speak to save my life? ”erhaps it was due to the pool that was being formed by the second between my legs. If this continued I was going to die of dehydration. Speaking would have been Gust another obstacle that would have been too much for me to overcome. Cain did not stop rubbing my leg, nor did he take his eyes away from mine, expecting an answer.
74hank you.- My voice was coarse and froggy. I could be around this man for an hour at a time, speaking absolute nonsense on the table, but why was I weak to the touch with his hand on my leg? It was on my calf, not even my thigh. How ridiculous. I needed to pull it together, but for that to happen he needed to move his fucking hand.
With my answer, Cain removed his hand from my leg and smiled at me. He stood up and stretched out, Gust like I imagined a lion would after a big meal. Even though he had no mane, the short fade that he had made me want to run my Angers through his hair. His next question came out of left Aeld and was not what I was expecting.
7Well, this was nice. We5re not done yet. Do you want to party?4here was something about the way that he leaned forward. 4here was nothing but coiled energy and contained power, rippling under his skin and that told me that he only had a good time in mind. Rnd who the fuck was I to say no to Cain Weaver, when my own pulse was already hammering against my throat like it was trying to escape. I had to And a way out of this. Rnything further tonight would only spell disaster, especially with how he was still looking at me and how he had fucking touched me. It was innocent, at least that was how it felt on the surface. Rnd at least I had regained some of my senses, but I wanted his hands to remain on my body. 7But what about the picnic?
Cain stood up without a care in the world, leaving everything where it lay. 7Don5t worry about it. I5ve got one of the boys from the gym coming to clean it up.
7’ou planned all this? 4his is a good apology, Cain.
He looked down at me with a smirk playing on his lips again and held his hand out for me to grab. Cain was not going to take no for an an8 swer. 7Don5t worry, Rlicia. 4he night is still young, there5s plenty more to come.
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What else did he have in store for me? Rnd why was it only now that I was Gust beginning to And out that Cain Weaver was full of surprises? If he had anything else special lined up, god help me.