"I sometimes wonder how people will react when they find out I hate them," Cage snickered. But then he had to amend. He had told her before, but dang, he needed to say it again. "I don't hate my fans. I just don't like that they can't mind their own business."

  "I know. Stop overexplaining everything. It feels like you are always walking on eggshells. You don't need to do that anymore. I understand and I can wait for you to slowly explain." She shrugged. "And if it is urgent, I can just ask you, really."

  "I really like that you are smart."

  "I really like you."

  "Which reminds me. Do you think you will die if you don't see me for a while?" She sat up straighter, slightly alarmed.

  "What? Where are you going?" she asked suspiciously.

  He shook his head. "I am not going anywhere. Just asking because I remembered an old movie I had watched where the lovers proclaimed that they would die if they didn't meet each other." Katherine snorted.

  "As much as I like you, I don't think I would go that far. Would I have died…… metaphorically…… Yes. But then again, now that I have had a taste of you, I don't think I can stay away." She made a kissy face and sent it his way.

  "Oh, is this the part where I act like a little flower and blush?" he asked with a snicker.

  "As you wish, my little lady," she teased. She put a chip close to his mouth and he took it without regard. "Would you die without seeing me?"

  "Well, with modern technology, I don't think I would die. But! If we didn't meet at the mountain cabin I think I would……" He thought for a minute. "I have vested all my lecherous thoughts in that time frame. 5 days of blissful alone time with my girlfriend and friends? Damn. I will have my wicked way with you and then party with friends," he said blissfully.

  How long had it been since he had actually hung out with people he enjoyed partying with? How long had it been since he drank because he was in a good mood and had a lot of things to look forward to? He couldn't remember.

  "Now, I can almost imagine you trying to sneak me into your room……" Cage said suddenly. "You would do that, right? You must have been a rebellious child." Ah, the wonders of imagination.

  "Actually, I was so scared of my parents finding out or even thinking about having s.e.x with my high school boyfriends that I never considered bringing anyone in. Also, my town is considerably small and everyone knew my dad. He is a pretty big and scary guy. The boys would have fled before coming anywhere near our house." She snickered.

  "I bet I would have put my head on the line to sneak into your room." She looked at him with wide eyes. "Actually, you could totally sneak me in when you go home next time. Bring me with you."

  "Don't think that my dad won't kill you because I am an a.d.u.l.t now. He is fully capable of that."

  "Oh, baby. You can sneak me in, any time. I would dare to do that for you." She wanted to fan herself to cool down. His voice had gotten all low and sultry like he was going to show her just how daring he was right there on the couch. She made a noise at the back of her throat and ran her fingers through his hair. He took the opportunity to kiss her neck softly.

  'God that felt good.'

  "Well, call me a rebel. I think you just convinced me to sneak you into my childhood room. Be careful though, the posters of hot romantic heroes and pokemon might throw you off!" she said in a singsong voice.

  "Anything for you," he reassured with a kiss. His arms were wrapped around her and as usual, they lost all thought about the movie playing. At this rate, they would never watch any movies to completion.

  She felt something stiff against her leg and knew that he was getting excited. She m.o.a.ned and debated if her legs and hooha would hold up if he took her again. While her privates had some hesitation, she was ready to spread her legs and pat him on the back asking him to take her right there on the couch where anyone could walk in and see them.

  Call her a deviant.

  Well, they still hadn't had the chance to explore the living room, or the kitchen counter or the plethora of other places they needed to defile. Might as well get to it.

  "Yes, this is what I need to see early in the morning." Someone cut them off. Katherine was just humping his leg when Lily interrupted them. "You're a nymphomaniac for having the apartment to yourself for a day and still humping him the next morning." Katherine turned back and gave her friend a death glare.

  "What did you think I would do except for rock his world?" Way to go, Katherine. Make Cage think you are overconfident and only after his private parts.

  "More like he rocked your world," Lily snorted as she placed her keys in the bowl. "Not that I can fault you. This is Cage Cavanaugh, the person who you masturbated to for most of your a.d.u.l.t life."

  "Well, could you resist him if you were me?" Katherine asked sweetly.

  "Don't let Jared know, but yeah. You make a good point." Cage didn't feel uncomfortable with this conversation. The banter was lighthearted and neither insinuated anything. He would say they had a good relationship just like Stephen and him. "You have my blessing to carry on until you need to surface for air and food. But for all intents and purposes, go back inside the room and hump."

  Cage seemed to realize that they were in a compromising position and shifted Katherine slightly so that she was not straddling his c.o.c.k. "Don't worry. We're just chilling."

  "If that is what you call chilling, I'd like to see when you turn it up." Lily rolled her eyes. "Be happy that I brought some food over."