He hoped that he would be able to kiss her and hold her. Every part of him raged to take her and make love to her, but he couldn't do that to her. He cared for her too much. They had much to talk about.

  'When I make love to her, I don't want anything to come between us… especially a silly misunderstanding.'

  "We need to talk." It sounded ominous, but there was no other way to put it.

  They released each other as she rubbed at her face. "There is so much to sort out." She sank down on the bed. It was her house, so she was comfortable around it, but Cage didn't know where to place himself. He looked around the room and found that there was no other place to put himself than on the far end of the bed, which was the farthest from her.

  No, he didn't want to sit that far away, but he knew that she needed some space to process what was happening.

  "How did you know where I lived?" she asked straightaway, catching him off guard. Her voice sounded as cold as it had on the phone call with him the last time they spoke and fought.

  "Your friend called my number and my manager happened to pick up. She was the one who gave the address. My manager drove me here." He replied honestly, knowing that there was no other way around it.

  "And where is he?" she asked suspiciously.

  "He went out to grab some food." Her eyes softened.

  'Could it be that he hasn't eaten like me?' The thought made her feel bad for him, but she was nowhere close to forgiving him.

  "And what are you doing here?" She paused and realized that it sounded wrong. "I mean… I am glad that you are here but why now… I'm really." She closed her eyes and opened them again, looking resolved. "I'm sorry." She stood up suddenly.

  "I really didn't know who you were. I didn't even have an inkling and I wouldn't go to the media even if I knew."

  He was stunned. Had he made himself that clear over the phone? Or was it this identity of his that led her to believe that he was here to do damage control. His voice hardened when he realized she thought so lowly of him.

  "If I thought you would do that, I wouldn't come here myself. I would send my team to take care of it." She winced at his tone but knew that she deserved it for acting that way.

  "Then why are you here?" Damn it. He really didn't want the conversation to turn hostile.

  "I wanted to apologize for the misunderstanding." Her eyes filled with tears again. "I couldn't meet you because I was spotted by the paparazzi while I was on my way." The first truth had been put out.

  "And you couldn't call me to let me know?" She was still angry, but she somehow understood, too. She didn't want to come off as too aggressive, but she was surely not going to give him slack.

  "I'm sorry. That is my mistake. I came home and changed. My friend took your call and there was a miscommunication—" She cut him off.

  "There was no miscommunication. She told me she was your girlfriend," Katherine deadpanned.

  Angelina shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do with herself. She found herself heading to the washroom, where she would hide for god knows how long. Why had she offered up her room for this conversation, again?

  "And I will have a hard talk with her about that. I am not in a relationship with her." She frowned at the statement.

  "You have an awful lot of women claiming to be your girlfriend, don't you think?" She felt bad the instant the sentences were out of her mouth. Bringing up Keira and that situation was a low blow.

  "Are you trying to push me away?" He asked, tensed.

  "No. I just want answers, Cage."

  "Then let me explain, dammit!" He was frustrated.

  "I'm not out to hurt you, Cage. I am sorry I am making it seem that way, and I will never tell anyone about what happened between us." At this point, she had started to pace around the room and she stopped, kicking off her heels. He stared at her pretty little toes for a while before he snapped himself out.

  She was a fascinating creature. Her mind worked in ways he couldn't imagine and watching her go through her process of thinking was such a delight. He hoped he would get to see more of this side of her. Angry Katherine was really sexy. Damn, Katherine in every form was sexy.

  He held out his hands in surrender. "Please sit down. You're making me dizzy!" She sighed and did as she was told. Cage held out her hand in hopes that she would take it but she ignored it.

  "I pretty much knew that I was going to show myself to you when we first spoke. I just needed time to fully process it. I wanted it to be a pleasant surprise. Like 'Hi, I am the movie star you love and the man you will love.' And I wanted that to be special. I hadn't thought for a minute that you would betray me or go to the press. I was my hundred percent with you and I hoped that you did the same." He took in a deep breath.

  "My manager found out who you were during the whole Keira stalking scandal because we needed to be safe and I pretty much knew who you were. I was fascinated by what I saw and it was a pleasure to get to know you professionally… You are so talented."

  "Then you are here to talk to me face to face? No more lies, no more secrets, and misunderstandings?"

  "Does that work for you?" He asked gently, crossing his fingers.

  "Yes."