Page 29 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

A tear slips out, and his gaze follows its progress. I draw in a breath. “Just being with you is enough.”

He nods and draws me into a hug. I rest my head on his shoulder and breathe in his cinnamon scent, absorbing his warmth. It doesn’t stop the empty feeling inside that my mom’s absence left, but it helps.

He rubs my back as he holds me. No more tears escape.

After a while, his phone vibrates. When I sit up, he reaches over and picks it up.

“Pizza’s here. Be right back.” Leaning forward, he kisses me softly. “I love you.”

My heart skips. “I love you.”

He smirks and sets me to the side. Adjusting his cock in his pants, he leaves the room. Yeah, I noticed that, but I needed the cuddle more than the sexy times.

I grab my backpack and get out my work and laptop. By the time he gets back, I’m settled on the floor in front of the coffee table with my back to the couch.

He sets the pizza down and grabs some napkins before joining me on the floor. We eat and do homework for a while.

Caden’s phone buzzes. He glances at it, rolls his eyes, and sets it aside.

When it buzzes again, he ignores it.

It buzzes again.

“Ignoring someone?” I ask.

“My parents,” he grumbles.

I glance at the door. “Is that smart with me here?”

He turns and captures my chin, tracing my lips with his thumb. “They just want me to come down to dinner. Which isn’t happening.”

“Will they come up here?” I can’t help the question. My mom would, but their parents aren’t like my mom.

“Nah, that’s too much effort. If anything, they’d send Ava, but she knows it would be pointless.” He shrugs and sighs. “Finish your work so I can fuck you, little nympho.”

Anticipation floods me, so I turn back to my homework.

About five minutes later, there’s a knock on the door.

“Go away, Ava,” Caden barks out.

The doorknob turns and a woman steps in. She’s tall even without the heels she wears. Her dark hair is pulled back into a loose bun, and her blue eyes are sharp as they take in me and Caden on the floor. Then her gaze falls on the empty pizza box.

“You could have answered my texts.” She cocks an eyebrow and crosses her arms over her chest.

At least we were studying and not in the middle of any number of things Caden likes to do to me. My cheeks still heat like we’ve been caught doing something wrong.

Caden sighs and picks up his phone. He types something into the phone and sets it down. His mom’s phone vibrates, and she glances at it.

“I see you’ve already had dinner, but you can at least come down for dessert.” Her vibrant blue eyes lock on me. “And you can bring your guest.”

“She’s my girlfriend, and we’re working on homework.” Caden stretches next to me, brushing along my arm and leg.

“Take a break.” His mom steps into the room. “Since my son’s manners haven’t improved, I’m Emily Ross.”

The and you are? is implied, so I straighten. “Harper Davidson.”

“Davidson?” Her brow furrows. “Is Jennifer Davidson your mom?”