chapter 27

Abbie As we drive, Kade turns on some music, and his relaxed demeanor starts to soothe my nerves. I can’t help but steal glances at him, taking in his strong features and the way his muscles subtly shift under his shirt as he drives. We arrive at the café, and Kade guides me inside, his arm casually draped over my shoulders, leading me to a table. We sit across from each other, and Kade orders us both coffee and sandwiches. He maintains eye contact with me, creating an intense atmosphere that makes the air between us heavy. It feels like he’s studying me. “Tell me about yourself,” Kade says, breaking the silence. “I’m just a rogue,” I reply softly, feeling a bit out of my depth. “Come on now, Abbie. There must be more to you than that,” he presses, his gaze piercing. I shift uncomfortably in my chair, not used to talking about myself. Sensing my reluctance, Kade decides to talk about himself instead, which relieves me. “You know, my pack is lovely,” Kade begins, a hint of pride in his