“Damnit! Shut up and wait a second”, Cade yelled. Kresley looked at him with wide eyes of concern before her mouth twitched and a giggle erupted out of her lips.
“It’s not funny, Red! Your sisters are a bunch PITA’s!” At her look of confusion, he stated “you know, pain in the ass”, he stated as he rolled his eyes.
“Ahhhh, well. Yes, yes they are.” Kresley leaned her forehead to Cade’s shoulder for a moment, then pushed him away from her so she could breathe a little easier. “We better let them in before Birdie gets out her megaphone, if she brought it. You don’t want the neighbors to call in a noise complaint.”
At the mention of a megaphone, Cade jumped out of bed and grabbed his jeans, hopping from one foot to another as he put them on. He ran out of the bedroom door to head downstairs, barefoot and bare chested, and feeling lethal.
Kresley collapsed into the covers, her head pounding, her heart racing and her sex aching. She pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes at the intrusion of reality. She remembered why she was there in Cade’s bed. Someone drugged her. But why? And who? All of a sudden Kresley felt the exhaustion weigh her down, physically and mentally. She chose to just close her eyes and escape back to three minutes ago when Cade’s arms were her own security blanket. She missed him. And he was just a few feet away downstairs. You’ve got it bad girl.
Cade stomped downstairs and yelled louder, “Stop that damn banging. I’m coming!”
“Yeah, that’s what she said”, a feminine voice could be heard replying through the heavy wooden door. Feminine cackling sounds of laughter quickly followed.
Cade snorted, shaking his head and tried to guess who popped off that bit of sarcasm. Probably Birdie. He yanked the door open and peered down at the faces of four beautiful women. Women who he now deemed crazy as hell and a pain in his ass. “What?”, Cade rudely asked, not caring in the least if they saw his annoyance.
He stood there shirtless, denim jeans hugging his lower body, no socks and no shoes. His heavy beard stubble prominent on his face, his blue eyes bright and piercing. His dark brown hair was disheveled and sticking up in places. Cade’s chest was heavily muscled, biceps, triceps and pec muscles bulging and rippling. A scattering of dark body hair covered his pecs and then came down into a single line that divided his six pack abs and stomach.
Francie, Birdie, Gertie and Grace all stood there, mute, speechless. All four pairs of eyes were staring at him like he had grown two additional heads.
“Uhmmm, hey Big Sexy. Where’s Kresley?”, Francie asked, clearing her throat and looking up into Cade’s face. A blush on her cheeks gave away the even, unaffected tone she tried to convey. “We need to make sure she’s okay. She’s not answering her phone and she’s not at her apartment.”
“See, I told you Francie. He does look like Thor in that latest movie, you know, before Thor got fat. Ask him where’s his hammer”, Birdie stated with a wicked grin on her face, eyebrows wiggling up and down at Cade.
“Birdie, shut the hell up. Geez woman, you need to find you a man, like, now.” Grace pushed Birdie’s shoulder, which resulted in a few hand slaps at each other.
Gertie took her hands and laid one on each of their faces, pushing them apart. “Seriously guys, Kresley. Let’s focus on our sister, please. Lead us to her, oh muscled one”, Gertie quietly said to Cade, with a small smile lifting her lips softly.
Cade silently gestured to the women to come inside and looking like one blob of female beauty, they shuffled inside Cade’s living room. “Come on in. Kresley is upstairs and hasn’t been awake long. The drug in her system knocked her out cold last night. She’s still groggy and feeling out of sorts. I won’t have y’all racing upstairs like a bunch of cackling chickens, bombarding her with questions. And no hammer jokes, Birdie.”
“First of all, we aren’t chickens. We’re more like sweet baby goats, cute as hell until you get within range. Then we’ll bite at what we can get to”, Birdie softly warned. Cade could see the battle cry coming off her in waves. “Second, you legit look a good bit like that Chris dude who plays Thor. I’d cash in on that if I were you.”
Cade snorted and let out a small laugh, but got serious quickly, thinking about why they were at his house. “Listen, I’m not here to argue with Red’s sisters and friend in any way. But that woman upstairs is mine. And she knows it, so don’t go thinking you’re going to snitch on my alpha male tendencies when it involves her. My job is to protect her and keep stress away from her, even from her tribe. She doesn’t remember anything from last night. Not even seeing me at the club. So, all I’m saying is, give her room to breathe. But show her love because that’s what she needs most.”
“Tell me this, how come you know our sister so well after so little time with her?”, Gertie softly asked. Cade could see the question was said from a deep, emotional place and was more curiosity than being nosy or belittling.
Cade took a deep breath and stated, “when that one person comes along that you know is meant for you, the recognition is there. I won’t pretend to know everything about your sister or to know what her needs are all the time. I’m a man. I screw up. I can be a dumb ass sometimes. But that woman upstairs is my moon and stars. I know that
