“What’s wrong?”
I sucked at hiding my emotions, especially from Cage. Setting my glass down, I scooted to the end of the lounge chair. “Did you see the pictures?”
His eyes tensed a bit, like he didn’t want me to see his reaction. “Pictures?”
“Of me and Jamie?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed. He saw them. I didn’t need him to say it.
“I told Flint I’ve never been alone with Jamie since the day I interviewed him. I went with them because I had a free day and Shayna wanted me to go.”
“It’s fine. I trust you.”
I teased my fingernails along his shoulders. “I know you trust me, but do you trust your head to separate the truth from the lies? Do you trust the jealousy you hate so much to not overreact? To not question? To not wonder?”
“This is my life. You didn’t ask for this. I won’t let it change you. I won’t let you change where you go, what you do, and who you do it with. I trust you. Even if a million people reading trashy tabloids or who have nothing better to do than stick their noses in my business… even if they don’t trust you. I don’t care and neither should you.”
“Jamie is attractive. People are going to see that.”
The muscles in Cage’s jaw flexed.
“But I don’t think of him. Not one minute…” my fingers teased down his chest “…not one second…” my hand slid under his waistband “…of the day.” He hardened in my hand instantly as his jaw relaxed.
“You just showered,” he whispered.
“Do you like me dirty?”
He nodded slowly, his eyes fixed to my lips as his breathing became more ragged with each stroke of my hand.
Leaning forward, I whispered in his ear, “I like you dirty too… especially your mouth.”
His hands slid under my ass and dug into my flesh like my shorts didn’t exist. The pain turned me on. Why? I don’tknow. It just did. I kissed him. Our tongues warred as he moaned into my mouth before devouring the skin along my neck to the swell of my breasts exposed along my low-cut shirt.
“Show me,” I whispered. “Show me your dirty mouth.” Releasing him, I leaned back.
He rocked forward, dropping to his knees as he slipped his thumb under my panties. “I’m going to fuck you, Lake.”
I closed my eyes, arching my back. “Why?” I breathed out.
“Because I love you…” His voice dropped to something so deep and raspy, almost painful.
“And?” I moaned, rocking my pelvis into his touch.
Two of his fingers slid inside me as he crawled over my body, pressing his lips to my ear. “And you’re mine, so I’ll fuck you when, where, and how I want.”
“Yesss…” I seethed, reaching behind me, bracing my hands on the chair as he got me off with nothing more than his hand between my legs and his dirty mouth at my ear.
CAGE
Lake nudgedme with her foot. The only thing she loved more than my indoor pool was the theater room. I thought she was joking about her Netflix addiction. She wasn’t.
I pulled off my headphones. She watchedSons of Anarchyon the big screen while I watched game footage from the previous season on my laptop.
“What is it, sexy?”
She bit her thumbnail, a gesture I’d come to recognize as her way of getting the courage to ask me something important.
“I have a photoshoot in L.A. for a fitness magazine. Sinceit’s so close to the Fourth of July, I’m going to fly to Tahoe to spend the holiday with the fam. Wanna meet me in Tahoe? Wanna meet my fam?”
