forcing myself to keep my hands in a safe area. Fuck, when had I ever kep t my damn hands in a safe area? How the hell did I know what a safe area was? The soft moan that escaped her mouth was my undoing. My hands slipped up her ribs and cupped both of her boobs. The hard pebble of her nipple s pressed against the fabric of her bra and shirt. That wasn’t enough. I needed more. I reached down and began lifting up the hem of her shirt while eagerly dropping kisses along her jawline and nibbling on her ear. “Cage, no.” I froze. M other fucker . I let the hem of her top fall back down over her bare stomach and I stepped away from her. The smell of her skin and taste of her lips clung to me. Closing my eyes , I took a deep breath. That wasn’t enough. I needed more distance. “Then go,” I replied in a ragged breath. “I’m sorry—“ “Don’t be sorry. No reason to be. I just need you to go,” I managed to choke out. Once the door closed behind her I turned and opened the shower curtain then reached in and turned it on cold.
Eva
Sleep had eluded me. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was that kiss. Then it would switch and I would be kissing Josh. It wasn’t as passionate and insane. It hadn’t felt as wickedly delicious. Then the guilt would set in. Josh had been perfect and good. Josh had loved me and only me. Cage was nothing good and far from perfect except for his outer appearance. Cage just liked women. He didn’t love me. He’d never love anyone. I had to be the worst kind of person to even admit that Cage York’s kiss had been the most mind-blowing thing I’d ever experienced when Josh had kissed me many times. He’d held me in his arms and danced with me in the moonlight. How could I think Cage’s meaningless kiss felt better than e ven a moment in Josh’s presence? Throwing the covers back I gave up trying to sleep late. I grabb ed a pair of shorts and a short- sleeved top from my closet and headed down the hall for my bathroom. Cage would be leaving today. Should I let him go without saying anything to him about my abrupt departure last night or should I go ahead and talk this out now? I decided I’d get it over with instead of thin king about it all day long?
Once I was clean and dressed, I headed outside. A silver hatchback was parked in the driv e way. Cage’s ride must be here. I made my way down to the barn and noticed the truck he used for work was gone. Had he gone to do something before he left? The barn door swung open and out walked a curvy redhead. She was carrying what looked like bed sheets and a towel. When her eyes met mine she smiled and began walking toward me. The short skirt she was wearing showcased a pair of really amazing legs. I hated her. Then she got close enough for me to see the crystal green color of her eyes and I really , really hated her. Who was she and why was she in my barn? “Hey, I’m Willow, a friend of Cage’s. I brought him clean sheets and some towels and washcloth s. I thought I’d take these home with me today and wash them. He can bring them back this evening. That way he can have an extra set.” He hadn’t been kidding about getting some help. But I’d been kidding about not washing his sheets. I was going to change them today and make sure he had enough towels and washcloths for the week. It irritated me that this girl had beat me to it . Figures, Cage would have gorgeous females at his beck and call. Who was I kidding? If I turned him down he just had a line waiting for their chance. The fact I’d left him last night was probably off his radar this morning . All we’d done was kiss. I’d lost sleep over it and Cage had been busy calling his “friend” to get her to bring him clean sheets and towels. UGH! “I’ll take the sheets. I don’t mind washing them. I was going to wash them today while he was gone.” The annoyed tone to my voice didn’t go unnoticed by her. A worried frown crinkled her forehead,