Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(23)

We flew past Rosie who was barely suppressing laughter and I glared at her. This made her laugh flat out. We made it outside and Cade continued to drag me down the street into an alleyway backing me up against a brick wall.

“What in the FUCK do you think you are doing?” I screeched, very concerned about the damage the wall was doing to my fabulous dress.

Cade cut me off by putting his hands on either side of my face, drawing me in for brutal kiss. I halfheartedly struggled, but melted into him when he pressed his hard body into mine. Those abs undid me every time. I was lost for breath when he pulled away, his eyes pierced through mine, dark with desire.

“That was me beginning to show you how I feel about that dress babe. I’ll show my full appreciation later, but for now I want to know what the f*ck Crawford was doing with his hands on you.” His voice raised to near a yell at the end.

“I’m assuming Crawford is Luke, and you are doing the usual ridiculous macho man thing by calling him by his last name.” I retorted sarcastically.

Cade drew me closer roughly, but I didn’t feel afraid of him, which was crazy. I mean I was attacked by bikers and here I was literally in a dark alley with one and the only thing I was feeling is irritation, and arousal. A lot of arousal.

“Don’t get f*cking smart with me baby, answer the god damn question.” He growled.

“I wasn’t aware there was a question Cade, I’m afraid I am not fluent in cave man.” I retorted sweetly, continuing to bait him.

He surprisingly didn’t find me funny. He pounded his fist against the brick beside my head. I flinched, wow that’s got to hurt.

“I come in, to see you, to carry on our conversation from the other night, to f*cking apologize for coming on so strong when I obviously have to handle you with care baby and trust me I will from now on.” His stare made my insides flutter. “I come in, and I see you, in that f*cking dress, looking so good it should be illegal, laughing with that prick and his hands all over you. Baby it took everything I had not to pound my fist into his face. You are mine. I know you don’t understand nor like it at the moment but you will, because what is between us is real and I know you feel it and you’re scared.” Cade accused.

I let out a breath, floored, a little bit because I have never heard the rough biker talk such much but mostly because of what he said. I didn’t like some of it like really didn’t like the ‘you are mine’ part, reminding me too much of what Jimmy thought of me, but unlike Jimmy I don’t think he meant like a possession, I think he meant something else. But the other stuff he said was kind of sweet, and I didn’t know what to do with the caring side of the rough round the edges man.

There was too many feelings to process at this moment.

“Cade this is too much to process at the moment.” I attempted to sound calm. “I don’t understand what is going on and why you felt the need to make a scene at my store opening.” My voice raised a bit, I couldn’t help it I was pissed off. “And drag me onto the street a lay that on me. I need to get back inside, but we obviously need to talk.” Yeah right we needed to talk, talk about how for some reason he thought we were some kind of an item after only a couple of encounters, and one mind blowing orgasm.

“You’re overthinking baby.” Cade stroked my face. “But you’re right, we’ll get back in, you have your night and at the end of it you’re on the back of my bike. No escaping this time.” He told me firmly.

“Okay” I huffed, surprising myself. “But have fun trying to get me on a bike in this dress.”

Cade raised his eyebrows, obviously expecting a fight, then his eyes darkened, “Don’t worry Gwen, you’ll get on my bike” He glanced at my legs.

“That f*cking dress.” He plastered my body to his and kissed me fiercely once more. The kiss was intense, I felt like something has seriously changed, shits gotten real.

Cade stopped, resting his forehead against mine. “Go back now baby, or I won’t be able to stop myself.” He grunted.

“Okay.” I breathed as he stepped back, sporting a serious hard on. I tried to ignore that and got to straightening my dress, which had ridden up, like a lot. I finished righting myself to find Cade watching me through hooded eyes.

“You better hope this thing finishes early babe, I’ve got plans for you.” He declared roughly, adjusting himself.

I shivered, and before I could reply, Cade snatched my hand, walking me back towards the store. During the short walk I panicked, what had gotten into me? Why did I suddenly give in? I told myself I was never going to be with a bad boy again, but this was different, this attraction was crazy. Maybe I just needed to get it out of my system. Who am I kidding he just wanted a high class f*ck and would throw me aside once he got it. I needed to get laid and I could do much much worse, so I’d just enjoy the ride. Excuse the pun.

We emerged back in my store, the bell unfortunately altering everyone of our presence, damn it I was so taking that thing down.

I felt almost every set of eyes in the place on us, particularly a hard glare from Luke who watched intently from the bar. Amy had a shit eating grin on her face, as did Rosie and the girls.

Cade, still holding my hand, leaned in. “Seems like we’re popular babe.” I turned and glared at him, he smiled back. Man what a smile, I didn’t think he could be any hotter.