9
Cade
After barely a quarter mile on the trail, he could already feel the sweat as it started to pool at the small of his back.
And it’s not even that hot out, he thought.
But Cade knew what it was—Lily, just a few steps ahead of him. And how her ass swayed in a hypnotic motion. He couldn’t tear his eyes away, and she’d already caught him once.
Or at least he thought she had. When she’d turned around to ask him whether he wanted the longer or shorter route at the fork, he couldn’t see her eyes beneath the gold-trimmed aviators.
“Longer,” he’d said without pause.
Looking wasn’t so bad, right? He could hear the slight tremor in his voice, but she smiled at his response and didn’t seem to notice.
“ … especially this time of year,” Lily called over her shoulder.
“Sorry, what?” he ask
