Alpha - Forever #1 (Complete)

Chapter 20 - Part 1

Scarlett

I stretched across the bed when I woke up. I was alone, but I couldn't help smiling when I remembered what had happened last night. I still ached in some places, but I couldn't wait to do it again. After the initial mating, we'd done it again and—unbelievably—it had been even better.

I'd also found out that unless I was in heat it was impossible for me to fall pregnant.

A blush tinged my cheeks at the naughty memories. All I could say was wow. I'd heard people talk about it before, but I had no idea it could be that good—and Cade, he was so good at it.

I pushed the reason he was probably so good at it from my mind. Like he'd said, the girls before me ceased to exist. I was addicted and, like an addict, I needed more. My plans to keep him in the bedroom for the day were spoiled.

I wondered where Cade was, but I wasn't going to get up yet. It was still too early so I lay on my stomach, hugging a pillow, about to doze off again when I heard the door open.

I opened my eyes to see Cade dressed in a pair of sweats, carrying breakfast on a tray.

"Hi," he greeted as he carried the tray over to the bed. I sat up, pulling up the covers to cover up my nakedness. It wasn't like he hadn't seen all of it before, and he'd studied me well, but I didn't feel comfortable sitting naked in front of him.

"Hi," I greeted as he set the tray over my lap. "What's this for?"

"I wanted to make sure you got something to eat," he said, and then added with a grin, "Especially after last night."

My grin matched his and I felt a little shy all of a sudden. It was going to take a little time to get used to knowing him in that way without feeling shy about it.

His smiled broadened at my shyness.

"Eat," he instructed. "I'm going for a shower."

While he was busy in the shower, I was trying to decide if I was going to join him in there. The rumble of my stomach pulled me out of those thoughts, though, and back to the food in front of me.

I was starving.

He was so thoughtful. He'd brought me breakfast in bed. No one had ever done that for me. There was no denying that the more time I spent with him, the more I was growing to love him.

I'd eaten most of the food by the time he walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist.

It took all my self-control not to push him down onto the bed again. Both times that night he'd been in control and I wanted to have my turn at being in charge.

"Don't give me those eyes," he said, shaking his head as he headed into his wardrobe.

"What eyes?" I asked innocently while fluttering my eyelashes.

"The 'come to bed' eyes," he said as he reappeared wearing a pair of jeans and pulling a shirt over his head.

"And why can't I look at you like that?" I asked, watching him.

He sighed and turned to face me.

"I'd like nothing better than to keep you in bed all day, but you need to take it easy," he explained. I was a little achy, but other than that I felt fine.

"Why?" I asked.

"Did you forget?" he asked.

"Forget what?" I asked, having no clue what he was talking about.

"You will shift for the first time today," he revealed.

First shift. Oh, crap!

I'd forgotten about that. Then I remembered it was supposed to be very painful. That really put a damper on my nice and warm fuzzy feeling I'd been experiencing since last night.