I woke up deliciously sore but alone in bed. After Calder worked me all up into a frenzy, Cullen slowly made love to me under the soothing hot water of our shower. I stretched as I rolled over, looking around to see if my mates were still in the room.
I eyed them standing at the far side of the room, staring each other down with angry expressions. Calder had his hands on his hips while Cullen had his arms crossed. They had to be silently arguing about something. Most of the time, they were on the same page about things but not always.
“Good morning,” I said, pushing myself into a sitting position. Cullen turned first, his irritation vanishing from his face.
“How did you sleep, my love?” he asked. I could tell he was trying to school himself to not let anything on, but I knew them bet
