Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight.

I felt the fingers of mornings chill stroke my thighs, only for a moment, before the felt blanket fell back over my body. Flynn was up and awake.

I opened my eyes to watch him dress, as usual he found a pair of clean, hand-made underwear, threaded each leg and then pulled them up to his hips. He stretched his arms up over his head high-lighting every muscle that moved, he sniffed, pulled a face and went in search of a towel I was guessing.

"Swim?" I croaked, reaching for my drinking bottle I added "Towels are in the cupboard, folded, ya know?"

"Good morning peach fuzz." He smirked, knowing I dislike him referring to my skin in that way. "Oh folded are they?! We are posh what what." He pranced to the shelves with his nose in the air miming holding a handbag. The perfect imitation had me dribbling, trying earnestly to keep the mouthful of water in my mouth while laughing and trying not to choke.

"Come back to bed you drag queen wannabe." I coughed, still had a little water that had gone down the wrong pipe. "I miss your cuddles." I pulled my best pout and was rewarded with one of Flynn's amazing smiles.

"I smell." He said.

"You always do."

He tried to act offended but couldn't pull it off. "Well maybe you can tell me if I smell worse than normal." Grinning wickedly he stalked towards the me on the bed.

I narrowed my eyes. "Don't you da- Ahh!"

Flynn launched himself on top of me, trying to pin my arms and smother me. There was no way I had a chance, he'd pretty much cocooned me in the blankets when he'd jumped on the bed and had his fingers entwined with mine. Looking up into his beautiful face I couldn't help but smile at his look of triumph.

I kissed his prickly chin and he tilted his face down to kiss my lips. I felt a jolt of pleasure as his tongue touched mine for an instant. My body felt warm and I felt butterflies in my stomach, he could take control of my body with a single action and I'm fairly sure he knew it and could tell. I leaned in to press my lips against his neck but he retracted.

"I smell." His cocky grin saying it all. He knew he'd turned me on. Was he going to do anything else about it? No. The King of Tease.

I groaned. "You suck, but you're right, you do smell. I'll come for a swim too." I rolled out from under him and got up off the bed. I didn't bother finding anything else to wear, my long t shirt covered enough to be socially acceptable at this time in the morning.

I followed Flynn through the cave, and waved to Nae who slept in a nook opposite to ours, she'd pulled back her privacy curtain and lay on the bed trying to write out the letters of the alphabet on a piece of parchment.

Eagon's snores could be heard further down the main tunnel, they had a small cavern that was almost completely separate from the main cave. The entrance was up a small flight of steps that Eagon, Auron and Flynn had painstakingly cut into the cave wall to make the area accessible. I had always thought that Slim and Auron should have claimed it as their own as the Alpha couple of the pack.

The tunnel was lighted by a natural fissure that ran across the roof of the cave and from candles that sat in indents along the cave walls. These were mainly used in winter when we spent most of our time inside, although we have a little more insulation the cold is just as biting as an amalgam.

Flynn, clasped my hand in his and lead me to the cave entrance.

It was never really sunny, the smog of pollution usually kept the sun at bay, but the weather looked like it would be pleasant enough. We exchanged greetings with the early birds already outside, Slim was nursing a steaming cup of tea while Auron fixed breakfast, it was only oats but Auron promised to save some for us when we returned.

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