Fucking eh. I'm pathetic.
"Want to go chill by the pool?"
I just nod as he leads me out, and I smile when I see some girls climbing out of the pool for not having engaged in the game.
"Thanks," I snicker.
He grins, and then shakes his head. "I never recommend wearing white to one of my parties again."
I let a laugh out as he pulls me down to a chair beside him. "I agree."
And just that fast, we become lost in conversation for the next two hours. I don't know how he managed to do it, but I've forgotten every bit of my hatred for him. He's so... normal. Not at all what I expected.
As the last few guests start tapering off, Kade pulls me from my seat. "I'm spent. I'll warn you, there will be people still passed out in the morning, so you don't run around in your tank and panties."
My cheeks heat and he chuckles as he guides me in. "You staying to party more?" he asks, walking me through the few still dancing.
"Um... no. I think I lost Ember though."
"She'll turn up. I'll walk you to your room."
I want to ask why, but at the same time, I don't want to seem like I'm offending him. His hand stays on my back as he guides me up, and I try not to concentrate on it too much.
Regret fills me as soon as I open the door. The light filtering through the window shines down on the dark locks tilted back as two naked bodies collide.
"Ohholyshit," I screech while slamming the door back shut.
My heels do me no good and I stumble backwards into Kade's arms as he chuckles and catches me. "I guess Ember just showed up."
I shake my head, praying the images aren't forever burned in my mind. "I couldn't tell who it was."
"I should have warned you to lock your door. Looks like you'll need another mattress," he snickers, helping me stand on my own. "Come on. You can sleep in my room. You'll find something a hell of a lot worse in all my other guest rooms. Mel's game always gets people riled up."
Sleep in his room? Hell no.
"I can just crash on the couch."
He snorts out a laugh. "With this many people still here? Not happening. These people are notorious for pranking the sleeper. It's no big deal. My bed is massive. It'll be like you're all by yourself."
Doubtful. How the hell does he expect me to sleep in his bed?
Every part of me is almost shaking as I follow him back down the stairs and to his bedroom door. The combination keypad on his door has always confused me until right now. He uses it to keep anyone else from doing what Ember is doing in my bed. She and I will have to discuss this later.
"I'll grab you a shirt and some shorts." He flips the light on and I see his devilish grin. "Unless you want to run and grab something from your room."
"Hell no," I blurt out, forcing him to release a throaty chuckle in response.
I fidget like a nervous girl in the doorway as he moves to the drawers. "Shut and lock the door."
Swallowing hard against the hellacious knot in my throat, I do just that. I linger on the lock, wondering how to steel myself for the rest of the night.
"Here," he says, bringing my attention back.
He hands me a pair of black boxers and a red T-shirt. Damn. These boxers have touched him in places I really don't need to think about.
"You can change in the bathroom. I'll change out here."
I watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, and my eyes fall on the numerous tattoos that line his chest, sides, and stomach. They all seem to form a pattern instead of seeming randomly detached.