While It Lasts (Sea Breeze #3)(41)

Laughing, I threw my pillow at his head and crawled out of bed.

“Hey! Where you going?”

I threw my hair back over my shoulder and glanced back at him. “I’m starving. I’m going to see if there is food to eat in this place.”

Cage groaned, “Food. I forgot to get food.”

He swung his legs off the bed and stood up, then stretched. Every tanned muscle in his body flexed and bulged. Suddenly food no longer seemed important.

He finished and caught me gawking. “I normally charge for that show but you get it for free.” He winked and grabbed a pair of jeans out of his closet.

I started to suggest he just leave the jeans off and do that stretchy thing again when a knock at the door interrupted me.

Who would be here this early? I stepped back into the room and went over to my bag to find some clothes.

Cage didn’t bother with a shirt. His jeans hung deliciously on his hips and showcased the two dimples in his lower back. I wanted to lick those next time.

“It’s probably Low,” he said, heading for the door and closing it behind him so I could get dressed.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to officially meet Low now that I knew who she was. I pulled out the short yellow sundress I’d brought and slipped it on. I’d left my toiletry bag in Cage’s bathroom last night. My hair and teeth both needed a brush.

I tried hard to look presentable without going to the trouble of putting on makeup. I pulled my hair over my shoulder and put a ponytail holder in it to keep it from going wild. I would need a shower before we went anywhere.



When I opened the door and stepped into the kitchen the smell of coffee hit my nose. Thank God.

“There she is,” Cage said smiling at me. He was sitting on the counter with a cup of coffee in his hand. Still shirtless and looking too beautiful for his own good. “Low brought food.” He jumped down off the counter and came over to me.

“Eva, you remember Low. She committed the great offense of changing my sheets.” Cage was grinning like a little boy at his attempt to be funny.

Low laughed and it sounded almost musical. “Leave her alone Cage. It isn’t nice to tease females. You know better,” she scolded him Low held up two large brown paper bags. “I knew he wouldn’t have any food here and I hated for y’all to wake up hungry. So I brought biscuits, sausage, eggs and donuts if you prefer sweets for breakfast.”

My stomach rumbled. I put a hand over it and Cage chuckled, “Come on girl, I’ll feed you.”

Cage took the bags from Low and began opening them and getting down plates from the cabinet. I turned my attention to Low. “I’m really sorry about how rude I was when we met. I don’t know why I acted so ridiculous over sheets and a towel…” I trailed off hoping she accepted my moment of stupidity.

Low smiled and cut her eyes over at Cage. “Don’t worry about it. I completely understand. I shouldn’t have just intruded.”

Trying to explain myself would only prove to be embarrassing so I just decided to let it go. Maybe she’d just forget about it eventually.

“Your breakfast is served,” Cage said, bringing me a plate of food. “Go sit down and I’ll pour you coffee.”

“Thank you,” I replied. He’d put some of everything on my plate. I wasn’t about to complain. I was starving.

“Coffee with two creams and a sugar right?” he said as he walked toward the coffee pot.

I started to reply and stopped. How did he know that? We’d never had coffee together.

When I didn’t reply he glanced back at me. He saw the question in my eyes and his cocky smirk tugged at his lips.

“You told Jeremy once what you wanted in your coffee while you were sitting in the rocking chair on the front porch. He was inside so you called it out. I was unloading the truck and I heard you,” he explained.

Wow.

“Oh,” I replied, feeling Low’s eyes on me. She was watching us closely.

“So, you met everyone last night? Are you terrified now?” Low asked in a chipper tone as I sat down at the table across from her.

“They were nice. Very entertaining.”

Cage laughed, “That’s her way of saying my friends are all a bunch of freaks.”

“That is not true. I really did like them.”

Cage walked over and set a cup of coffee down beside my plate then placed a kiss on my head before going back to fix himself something to eat. The curiosity in Low’s face almost made me laugh. Did she not know this man better than anyone else? Surely she wasn’t shocked by anything he said or did.

“When do y’all have to go back today?” Low asked I had just taken a bite of my eggs and couldn’t answer her.

“I figure we’ll head out about five or so. I want to get her back before her dad gets home. And I need to check the cows before I get in bed.”

Low turned her curious gaze off me and she shifted it to Cage. I didn’t need to look up to know they were having a silent conversation. I used to have those with Josh. I understood them. My chest ached a little at the thought of never having that again. But it didn’t hurt nearly as bad as it used to. I was getting better. Maybe someday I would actually be able to move on.

Cage cleared his throat and I knew that he was letting Low know that their silent conversation was over. Another signal I’d used with Josh.