Iris's POV
"Get off me!" I snapped, shoving Cade's bare chest with both hands. My palms pressed against his damp skin, and I stood abruptly, my heart pounding as I averted my eyes from him, looking away to another direction. He was completely naked and even though i had seen him naked with Liora, I couldn't understand the way his nakedness made my body react now. The scattered clothes I'd been collecting lay strewn across the floor from our fall, and immediately, I bent to gather them, my movements jerky, as if keeping busy could erase the tension in this room now.
I was nearly at the door, arms full of his dirty laundry, when Cade's hand shot out, his fingers clamping around my wrist. His grip was firm, and his eyes… Those piercing cold eyes were no longer blazing with anger but cold, emotionless, and lust. Something that sent a shiver racing down my spine. His gaze locked onto mine as he took a step closer, his voice low and dangerous.
