As she passed by, I spoke low so that Caleb, being the interfering bastard he was right now, didn’t overhear, “Better lock your bedroom window, beautiful. Could be a psychopath lurking nearby.”
Her breath hitched and she trembled.
Fucking trembled for me.
It was all I could do to keep the grin from my face as she headed over to Cal.
The way she reacted to me… it was like nothing else.
And it was quickly becoming a need in me to elicit that from her.
Just for starters.