Sea Breeze 02 - Because of Low

stood stock still as Cage walked by me and whispered, “Remember what I said.”
    I didn’t need him reminding me that I wasn’t good enough for Marcus. I already knew this. But what he didn’t know was Marcus was completely clueless to this fact. And I wasn’t about to point it out to him.
    I shoved Cage as he stumbled and laughed before going into his room and closing the door behind him.

    I knew Marcus was waiting on me to say something but I didn’t know what to say. Tucking my hair behind my ear I glanced over at him.
    “Um hey,” I managed to croak out.
    A small sexy smile touched his lips and I felt like I might melt in a puddle on the ground. If it wasn’t for my worry that he’d heard us before opening the door I would completely be enjoying his smile.
    “Did you get some sleep?” He asked walking over to me slowly with a very determined gleam in his eyes.
    I nodded, “Just woke up.”
    He slipped his hand into my hair and cupped the back of my neck.
    “Good,” he replied. His eyes drifted down my face stopping to study my mouth before traveling on down to let it drift over my neck and shoulders then my chest which was rising and falling pretty darn fast.
    “Go out with me tonight Low. We’ll go do anything you want to. We can go eat, dancing, walk down the beach you name it. Just go somewhere with me.”
    I swallowed hard and bobbed my head up and down, “Okay,” I managed to reply without it sounding like a strangled whisper.
    A pleased grin spread across his face and his eyes locked with mine again.
    “We can do all three. I’ll take you somewhere to eat. Somewhere nice. Then we can go dancing. I really want to dance with you. Then we can end our night with a walk down the beach.”
    Oh wow. Yes. Yes. Yes. I nodded again.
    “Then let me go get ready and you do the same. I’ll meet you back right here in an hour. Is that enough time?”
    “Yes”
    Marcus dropped his hand from my neck and stepped back. He gave me one last bone melting smile before turning to disappear into his room. I fantasized about following him in there. Watching him change. What would his stomach look like completely bare? The tiny peek I’d gotten was mouthwatering. I could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
    “Low, were’d you put my favorite jeans?” Cage broke the spell. I spun around and headed for the closet where I’d hung up his jeans. Crazy boy couldn’t find anything.

    I pulled the jeans off the rack and handed them to Cage. “Right in front of your face,” I said handing them to him.
    “Thanks babe. Look I gotta date. Probably won’t be in until late. You stay here. After that crap Tawny pulled on you this morning I want you here.”
    I nodded. He jerked his jeans on and I went back to the closet to find the few things of mine I’d hung up.
    “Where you going?” he asked as he tugged on his boots.
    “I don’t know yet. Out with friends.”
    It wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell him about Marcus because I really did. I wanted to say ‘look here I guess he doesn’t think of me as slumming it’ but I didn’t. Telling Cage would worry him. Possibly make him get all jealous. I was never sure with Cage. But I wanted Cage to stay out all night. I didn’t want him coming home and ruining my night with Marcus. I kept my mouth shut.
    Cage came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Be safe. Call me if you need anything! And don’t drink too much.”
    “I’ll be sober and home early and safely tucked away in bed,” I promised.
    Cage smacked a loud kiss on my cheek, “That’s my girl,” he released me and left the closet.
    “I’m out. If I don’t show up until in the morning don’t worry,” he started for the door as I walked out of the closet then stopped, “But call me if you need me.”
    “I promise you, I’ll call if I need you.”
    He grinned at me then finally left the room. I glanced over at the clock. I had forty five minutes left. I needed to shave, paint my toenails and wax a few other areas. Throwing a few items to choose from on the bed I grabbed my toiletry bag and headed to the bathroom.

    Chapter Ten

    Marcus

    She looked like she’d been dipped in chocolate and damn if I didn’t want a bite. The meal we’d eaten didn’t touch the craving Low had ignited in me with the little number she was wearing tonight. I opened the truck door as she stepped out and didn’t stand back. I wanted to get her down. Letting her body press up