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Chapter 30

Selene

Thursday, July 31st – Through Her Eyes

Iknew that something was going on the second I opened the door. For some reason Caelon insisted on having a traditional date night. He wanted to pick me up and keep everything a surprise.

He is just standing there, not saying anything.

Just taking me in, as if he didn’t see me this morning. As if he hasn’t been with me every day since we found out we were mates.

His button-up shirt is tucked into his black slacks, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair is slicked back in a way that issharper than usual, but his eyes are hungry as they ran over me, making my throat tighten and my legs clench.

“You’re staring,” I say.

He blinks, slow as if he’s entranced. “You’re stunning, as always.”

“You’re overdressed,” I counter, tugging gently on his collar. “Should I change?”

“Absolutely not,” he says as he pulls a long, black silk ribbon from behind his back. “Trust me?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Depends. Do you plan to kidnap me or drag me into the woods, wolf boy?”

“A surprise.” His voice drops as his eyebrow hooks up.“Something I’ve been working on for weeks. Now.” He twirls his finger in a circle. “Be a good girl and turn around.”

My pulse picks up. “That sounds dangerously, deeply romantic.”

He grins, mischievous and smug. “Good. Come now, turn around.”

The blindfold slides over my eyes, taking away all the light, reminding me of another time we played with a blindfold. His fingers move nimbly as he ties it snugly to my face. My skin prickles when he runs his hand down the back of my neck following the trail of the open back.

He leans in close to my ear, whispering, “Ready?”

My lips pop open as I breathily say, “Yes, I’m ready to be abducted by my mate.”

His low chuckle tickles the side of my neck as his hands slide down my arms. “Not abducted. Worshipped.”

He leads me, one arm firmly behind my back, the other grasped firmly in my hand. Guiding me down the steps, I allow him to pull me where we are going. I know that we are heading towards downtown based on the turns we are taking. The soundsof town, people chatting, and the assortment of smells wrap around me.

I can smell the bacon scent that always comes from You’re Bacon Me Crazy. Where are we going? I feel the shift in the air, something is happening. The muffled voices, footsteps, the low chuckle of someone close.

“Are we in town?” I whisper.

“Mmhm.”

I can feel it, smell it in the air. Is that fresh paint? There’s something sweet and buttery. The low notes of a guitar playing in the distance.

He gently pulls me to a stop.

“Okay, don’t move,” he says as he lets go.

“Caelon?”

He steps away, I can feel him moving further from me. I hate how exposed I feel without his warmth wrapped around me. There are too many scents around me to really determine who is here. As if he wasn’t gone, he is back with his arm around my back, warm and steady.

“I’m going to count to three,” his words whisper against my ear. “When you hear three, I’m going to take off the blindfold. I want you to see everything the way that I do. Okay?”

“Bit dramatic don’t you think?”