While It Lasts (Sea Breeze #3)(35)

Cage’s fingers wrapped around my arm, “Please look at me, Eva.”

He was really good at the begging thing. His voice even dropped to a low sexy rumble. Danggit.

I shifted so that I was facing him. His pale blue eyes looked desperate.

“I’m a jackass. I know that. I’m sorry. I should have never treated you that way.”

“Me? What about poor Brett?”

Cage frowned, “I didn’t touch him.”

“But you were rude to him.”

Cage gently tugged on my arm to pull me closer to him. “The girl I was dancing with was Amanda Hardy. She’s Marcus Hardy’s, Low’s fiancé, little sister. She was trashed and that is not normal for her. I danced with her because I was worried about who she might grab up if I turned her down.”

So, he was being kind. Not what I was expecting.

“Okay. I understand that.” I replied.

“Will you come back inside?” he asked as he cupped the side of my face with his hand.

“Will you apologize to Brett?”

Cage’s soft expression went hard but only for a moment. Then the corner of his mouth tilted up, “Probably not.”

“Then I’m not going back inside,” I replied.

Cage’s face fell, “But I never got to dance with you.”

Now that Brett had broken me in to dancing in that mass of people I was a little disappointed that I hadn’t been able to dance with Cage.

“Okay, but just one dance.”





Chapter Fifteen


Cage



The tightness in my chest had finally eased by the time I got Eva back inside the doors of Live Bay. Seeing her tear streaked face had only made the panic worse. If she’d really pushed it I’d have come back in here and found the guy and apologized. I was ready to do whatever she wanted me to in order to get her to forgive me.

I’d taken her to the Jeep so she could get her purse and fix her face before we came back inside. I’d also made sure to get a good long kiss out of her too. Just to feel her safely in my arms and not running away from me had been the biggest relief. The fact she tasted like the cotton candy lip balm she’d put on was an added bonus.

I noticed a girl that I was pretty sure I’d screwed awhile back making her way toward us. I really didn’t want any more of my past to be exposed to Eva tonight. She’d had her quota of Cage shit. It was a miracle she hadn’t insisted I take her home already. Reaching down I took her hand and threaded her fingers through mine. The simple fact that she let me do this made me feel like one lucky son of a bitch.

I lifted our joined hands and spun her around as she giggled then pulled her up close to me. “Mmmm… you smell good,” I whispered in her ear as I fit her body as close as I could against mine. Her hands trailed up my chest until her left hand felt the barbell under my shirt. Smiling up at me she ran her thumb over it before slipping both hands behind my neck.

“Is it just piercings that get you hot or do you like tats too, because I got a killer one just under my boxer briefs that I’ll let you feel later if you want,” I teased. Her head snapped back in shock until she saw the teasing smile on my face. Her laughter was just what I needed to make the disaster the night had been so far better.

“You are such a bad boy.” She tugged on the hair that brushed my collar.

“I can be real bad. You haven’t seen anything yet,” I murmured, bending my head so I could take a nip at the soft skin on her neck.

“I’m not sure I could keep up with you. I’m extremely inexperienced. We are in completely different planets when it comes to sexual experience,” her breathing was labored as I licked and kissed different sweet spots on her shoulder and collarbone.

“I didn’t say anything about sex, Eva,” I grinned before kissing her jawline. “You’re the naughty one who brought up sex.”

Watching her chest rise and fall quickly was making me get a little carried away. I wanted to dance but damned if I didn’t also want to get her ass back to my bed.

The groove to the music changed and I spun her around and pressed her back up against me. I took both her hands and wrapped them around my neck. “This is a really good view,” I whispered into her ear.

She had stiffened up from the new position. This was something new for her. I slid my hands down her rib cage and moved my hips against her to the beat of the music. Slowly she began feeling the music. Her eyes closed and I pressed my hands against her hip bones and moved her body with mine.

Her head tilted to one side and I took advantage of her exposed neck. Forgetting the room full of people and the band playing one of my favorite songs, I enjoyed holding Eva as she let go and just went with what she felt. No thought or caution. It was beautiful to watch.

Eva thought she was the inexperienced one but she wasn’t. I was. Eva knew what it felt like to hold someone in her arms that she cared for. She knew what it felt like to hurt when they hurt and want to make them happy. She knew what it felt like to be touched and kissed by someone that wasn’t a one—night stand.

Sex with Eva wouldn’t be just sex for me. I’d never had that. It would be … more. So much more than I’d ever imagined. Was I ready for that?

The music changed and Eva turned back around in my arms and stood on her tiptoes to place a kiss on my lips before threading her fingers with mine. “That was fun.”