I gave him a look. “Of course, you don’t mind.” I teased; grabbing his face as I kissed him once more. He pulled on my hair to tilt my head back when his lips began to respond; his fingers digging into my back as he pulled me closer. I was the one to end the kiss; bringing the blanket with me as I forced myself to get up, knowing that all the party decorating was still ahead of me. He sighed.

"Can't we just stay in bed till the party? I can get another pack member to get everything else ready." He tried; pulling me closer again.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the desperate tone I detected in his voice. "No, I promised the others I'd do this." I groaned; hating that his arms around me had my muscles relaxing.

"They wouldn't fight me." He argued; burying his lips in my hair as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

I laid my hand over the one he had on my stomach. "I know they won't, but I want to do it." He growled; making it even harder for me to deny him.

"Don't do that, your growling is a serious turn on and I really need to win this argument." I mumbled; stroking the back of his hand.

I felt him smile against my hair. "It is?" He asked innocently. I knew he'd noticed how my wolf reacted everytime he growled so there really was no use in pretending otherwise.

I nodded as I pulled away; smirking at him as I climbed off of the bed in the most provocative way I could. Two can play at this game. "You know it is." I grabbed his boxers from the ground and threw them at my mate’s head. He caught it effortlessly. “I thought you might want those.”

He threw the garment on the bed beside him as he tucked his hands behind his head. “I have nothing to be ashamed of.” He admitted proudly; laying there in all of his naked glory. I gave him a once over and couldn’t help but agree, though I would never say that to his face.

“Suit yourself.” I muttered; letting my makeshift toga dip at the back as I walked into the bathroom. I felt Logan’s eyes on me until I closed the door; my wolf overjoyed at what had just happened, and I had to admit that I wanted more. I forced my mind off of those thoughts for now as I realised I now only had three hours to get the party ready.

***

I got dressed in a red, body-fitting dress that had three-quarter sleeves that plunged until my lower back at the back and reached halfway down my thighs. I matched it with a pair of sparkling, black, platform, high-heeled pumps and my pendant; slipping the charm bracelet Sam had given me onto my arm.

I left my hair down; pushing it all to one side to show of the silver ear cuff I had put on. I went with smoky eye make-up and applied a thin layer of lips gloss to my lips; grabbing Jen’s present and my black clutch on my way down.

Logan was waiting for me downstairs in a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt under a dark, leather jacket. His hair was effortlessly perfect as he watched me descend. I gave him a smile; one that he responded to with his smirk. I placed my arm in the crook of his elbow as we walked out to his car; my mate being the gentleman that he was, helping me into my seat.

We drove in comfortable silence; our fingers intertwined over the center console. After a while, I sighed contently; my mate's grey eyes meeting mine as he raised a brow. "Can we always be this way?" I asked quietly; giving him a dreamy smile as I drank the sight of him in.

He squeezed my fingers; his thumb rubbing against the back of my hand as he yanked me closer to him. "I hope so, because I really like being this way with you." He admitted; smirking as a blush crept into my cheeks.

"You're so-" I beagn; searching for the right word.

"Cheesy? Stupid? I can't help it, you make me that way." He cut in. "I feel fucking insecure around you."

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