Riding the edge of blacking out was a miserably uncontrollable feeling.
I jumped as he pressed a cold washcloth to my forehead.
“Sorry. I don’t want to hurt your burn, baby.”
“F-fine,” I whispered, because the cold really did feel good. I peeked open my eyes.
“Welcome back.” He smirked. “Told ya I should have carried you the whole way.”
All I had to give him was a weak smile, but it was his. He owned all my smiles.
“Feel better?”
I nodded, staring down at the empty plate on my lap, my legs stretched out on the bed, pillows propped up behind my back.
“I felt a little nauseous, so I can’t believe I ate the whole thing.”
“It was painful to watch, like a vulture on the side of the road with a fresh kill. I can’t believe the plate survived.” From the chair by the window, Cage smirked, tapping his fork lightly against his lower lip.
“Has the brash insult thing worked for you in the past with… Bambi, Summer, Fantasia? I mean, does your brain make a conscious decision between telling a girl she’s sexy and beautiful versus a pig with Dumbo ears?”
He shook his head. “It’s really not for your benefit, it’s for mine.”
I choked on my laugh. “Benefit? Enlighten me. How does insulting me benefit you?”
“It’s my attempt to see you in a different light so my mind doesn’t focus on doing very dirty things to you.”
My jaw dropped.
Cage shrugged, like can’t blame a guy for being honest.
“Sss… so in Beijing you said my ears were big to keep from thinking about doing very dirty things to me?”
“Yes,” he answered diplomatically.
“So you don’t really think I have big ears?”
“I didn’t say I made up shit. I just implied I tried to focus on something less sexy.”
My hands inched toward my ears as they always did when he mentioned them. “Can, I mean… do you think ears can really be sexy?”
“Lake?”
“Huh?” My brow tensed as I covered my ears.
“I love your ears.”
“It’s OK if you don’t. It’s not a deal breaker, right?”
“I love your ears.”
“I’m trying to remember… maybe one of my siblings pulled on them when I was younger. Maybe my mom dragged me to my room by them when I got in trouble.”
“I love your ears.”
“It really shouldn’t matter though… it’s not like you stick your dick in my ears. Although, have you ever read any books or seen movies where guys say they want to fuck every hole or orifice of a woman’s body? That would have to include ears and…” I wrinkled my nose. “Nostrils too. Those guys must have pencil dicks. I think you’d have to have a pencil dick to even say something so ridiculous.”
I twisted my lips as Cage threw his head back in laughter. “Lucky for me your dick is too big to fit in my nose or my ears. Do you suppose a guy’s spunk dissolves wax or clears sinuses?”
