me. Once I was sure I looked good enough , I went back to the kitchen and picked up the plate of food , grabbed a bag of chips and the lemonade then headed to the barn. The sun was setting and it w as later than I normally brought his dinner out. Normally, I managed to get here before he finished working and leave it on the table by his bed. But tonight, I wanted to see him. I wanted him to touch my hand again and make my body tingle. It had been so long since a single touch had made me feel alive . It was exciting. I missed excitement. I opened the barn door . Looking to the right I saw the door to his room closed. The only air-conditioner in the barn w as the small window unit in the back room. Keeping the door closed was the only way for him to keep the room cold so he always kept it closed. I normally didn’t have to question whether he was in there or not because I knew he wasn’t. But I hadn’t seen him come inside so all I had to go on was the fact the truck was parked outside. With a tight gri p on the plate in my hand, I made my way to his door. I started to knock and decided to lean forward and listen first. Maybe he was in the shower, or on the phone. I pressed my ear to the warm wood. I could n’t hear anything. Maybe if I se t the lemonade down and used my hand to cup my ear to the door I could hear better . I bent down and se t the sports bottle at my feet then used my hand to see if it made hearing through the wood easier. “What’s going on in there? Can’t be a whole lot . I t’s too damn small,” Cage’s amused voice startled me and I fumbled with the plate I was holding with one hand. “Whoa , girl. Don’t drop my dinner,” he laughed . Then he reached out and took the plate from my hands. I’d been caught trying to eaves drop on him. This could not be more embarrassing . Crawling under my bed and not coming out for a week sounded appealing right about now. “Before you kick it over , ca n I have that bottle down there? ” he pointed to the lemonade I had set down so I could be more efficient in my eaves dropping. I bent back down and picked it up. Maybe I could hand it to him and then run out of here without having to actually make eye contact. I held out the sports bottle but kept my eyes diverted from his. I could feel the amusement on his face. I didn’t have to see it. “Ah, come on now, Eva. You can’t not look at me. You had no problem listening in at my door. Who knows what you could have heard if I’d been in there.” He was teas ing me and he had every right t o. I couldn’t keep the small bubble of laughter down. Lifting my eyes I met his gaze. “I can’t believe you caught me, ” I replied honestly. I expected him to crack another joke but his face was no longer amused. He appeared to be studying me closely. A pleased smile formed on his lips and he held up the plate of subs. “There are two subs here. You gonna eat with me?” Oh. Wow. Um. No. I started to shake my head when he leaned forward causing me to shiver from the warmth of his skin. “And why not?” he asked in a husky whisper as the door behind me started to open. “I already ate,” I blurted out. “Then keep me company while I eat,” he replied , leaning back away from me now that he had the door behind me opened. “Go on in Eva, it’s nice and cool.” This was when I should ’ve politely refuse d and go ne back to the house. Except, I didn’t. I turned and walked into the small room that Cage occupied during the