“What the hell?” I hiss at Nate. “What happened?”
He widens his eyes at me. “Will youshut up? She’ssleeping. Could you be any more dramatic?”
I deflate, but follow them, Axel next to me as we watch Nate set Gabrielle down on one of the leather couches in the living room. She grumbles slightly as she turns over, and Nate drapes a throw over her before we back away.
Crossing my arms, I give him a pointed look as he gently closes the door.
“Where have you been?” I demand.
“Work.” He shrugs, but his ears turn bright red.
“And?” Axel stands next to me, both of us watching Nate squirm.
“I took her with me. Juan asked her to take part.”
“Hewhat?”
Nate straightens, glaring at me. “She wanted to, Cade. Nobody forced her, and I was with her the whole time.”
My hands flex. “What kind of shoot was it?”
Nate frowns. “Underwear.”
My growl takes us all by surprise.
“You let her take part in anunderwearshoot?” My voice raises.
“Nobodylet medo anything,” a voice mumbles. We all whirl around to see a sleepy-eyed Gabrielle in the doorway. She yawns, and Nate half-shoves me out of the way as he pulls her into a hug.
I watch with slight disbelief as she curls into him, setting her head against his chest with a contented sigh. Nate raises his eyebrows at me, and I make a concerted effort to close my mouth, pressing my lips together.
Nate and I will be having words about this.
“Did you enjoy today?” Axel asks, and she nods blearily.
“Need to get ready for work.”
She takes a shuffling step away from Nate before her face scrunches. She glances around and then back at us.
“Where are we?” she asks. Nate winces as I turn to give him alookfor bringing her here without her permission.
“Our apartment. It’s right aboveIl Piacere. Stairs are there.” I point to them immediately, and she relaxes.
“Sorry,” Nate says apologetically. “It’s just… you were sleeping really deeply.”
Gabrielle nods, a touch of color rising on her cheeks. “It was a busy afternoon.”
Suspicion rises at the look she slides Nate from under her lashes – a look that my pack member is returning. I clear my throat and they both look away from each other.
Definitely suspicious.
“Do you want to get ready here?” Nate asks eagerly. “You can use my room.”
Aaand the evidence is mounting.
She shakes her head, sidling towards the stairs. “Downstairs is fine. I… thank you for today.”
She glances at Axel and I awkwardly.
