Chapter Five
Amelia
I rubbed the hem of Cade’s t-shirt between my fingers. His scent surrounded me and threw me full force back into the tumult of my feelings for him. My eyes canted in his direction. His truck was, well, it was what I’d have expected him to drive. It was a black light-duty truck and decked out with every imaginable high-tech feature, yet also battered and worn. He didn’t have a nimble, four-wheel truck for show. Cade was a man who used the hell out of his vehicles. He was no cardboard cutout alpha man—he was as rugged, mouthwatering, and alpha as a man could get.
In the seven years since I’d seen him, he’d gone from young, rough and wild to all man—raw, rugged, and so damn sexy it nearly set me on fire. He carried a sense of danger with him and a hard edge. I could onl
