If My Parents See This
"Do you still like me?" Lina naively asked, growing sleepy in his arms. She had slept plenty, but something about him made her feel safe and secure. It was a difficult feeling to describe. She had never felt it anywhere.
"Oh I don't know," Kaden sarcastically responded. "Would I let a woman sit on my lap and play with my hair if I didn't?"
Lina didn't respond. She buried her face into his shoulder, where his scent was nearly as strong as his neck. He smelled like the forest after the rain.
Kaden couldn't believe she had the guts to ask him such a stupid question. After all he had done to acquire her, after the way he treated her, and the things he gave her, she thought he didn't like her?
Kaden stroked the back of her hair. She shivered in response, her grip tightening on his shoulders.
Kaden smirked. Did she like that? A praise kink, perhaps? For a people pleaser like her, he wouldn't be surprised.