Sea Breeze 03 - While It Lasts

mind trying anyway,” I replied , kissing the other corner of her mouth.
    “Okay.”
    I took the guitar out of her lap and laid it on the bed beside her before pulling her into my lap . B urying my hands in her hair , I devoured her lips.

    Eva

    Cage: What are you wearing?
    I laughed as I read the text Cage had just sent me. He’d made sure to get my cell phone number before we got home Sunday night.
    Me: Nothing
    Smiling , I waited for him to respond.
    Cage: Fuck. The lake, now.
    I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud. Daddy was in the house somewhere. I hadn’t seen him since dinner.
    Me: You know I can’t. Daddy’ s still awake.
    Cage: the barn then?
    I walked over to the window and stared out into the dark to see the single light on in the back of the barn.
    Me: bad idea too.
    Cage: I disagree.
    Me: You would. Good night 
    Cage: It could be better.
    The grin on my face seemed to be permanently there lately. Daddy even noticed it earlier during dinner. I wanted to tell him all about Cage but I’d never be able to do that. He would never accept Cage and he’d probably fire him. I didn’t want to be the cause of Cage l osing his scholarship. Besides, he’d be leaving in a little over a month. The summer would end and our time toge ther would just be a memory. I was having to remind myself of that more and more. Getting attached to Cage was bad. He had been the key to my healing. He’d forced me to get over things. No one had pushed me before him. I’d always cherish him for that.
    Flopping down on the bed the happiness I’d felt had suddenly vanished. I didn’t like facing the facts about Cage. And as sweet as Low was I hated that she would never have to lose him. He’d always be there when she needed him. I envied that.
    A knock on my door broke into my melancholy thoughts. “Eva girl , you awake?” Daddy called out.
“Yeah, come on in,” I replied.
    He eased the door open and stepped inside. He always looked so out of place in my room. He rarely stepped foot in it.
    “I wanted to talk to you about something,” he said , crossing his arms over his wide chest.
    “ Okay. ” I hated it when he started o ur talks like this. It normally meant I wasn’ t going t o like what would follow.
    “Jeremy will be leaving soon for school. Before he gets gone I want to have him and his parents over for dinner. He’s helped you every step of the way get through everything a nd they’re like family, even though things turned out like they did… ”
    I hadn’t thought of that but Daddy was right. We needed to have them over for dinner. They’d had us over so many times over the years.
    “Good idea. I’ll call in the morning and set things up.”
    Daddy nodded, “Alright then, w ell, goodnight.”
    “Good night.”

    ~*~

    The invisible fairy was no more. I made sure Cage was nearby when I took him lemonade, an ice towel and a snack. I also took these things out every chance I got instead of just a couple times a day.
    Once I knew Daddy was gone into town , I took a big slice of the chocolate cake I’d made for dinner with the Beasley’s tonight, out of the fridge and grabbed the other things I knew Cage needed. Watching his back as he picked up hay bales and threw them over the fence was mouth- watering. I sat down on the tailgate and decided to enjoy the show for a few minutes. He’d see me soon enough.
    The sweat glistened on his back as the sun beat down on him. His work jeans fit on his lower hips giving me a perfect view of his back dimples and the very top of his boxer briefs. He bent over to grab a hay bale and stopped. He stood up and glanced back over his shoulder. When his eyes locked with mine , a wicked grin touched his lips.
    “You see somethin ’ ya want, baby?”
    “Maybe. I’m checking things out. Seeing if I’m interested,” I shot back with my own evil grin.
    Both of his dark eyebrows shot up and he turned completely around giving me a view of his sweaty chest. Oh my. That never got old.
    “I see something I want,” he drawled as he came toward me. My heart beat started that silly fluttery thing it did when he got near me.
    “You do?” I asked as he stopped in front of me and leaned in.
    “Hell yeah, I do,” he murmured. “I love chocolate.”
    What? My excitement turned to confusion. His arm reached out beside me and took the piece of chocolate cake I’d brought him.
    “You’re a tease,” I pouted. He moved to take a seat beside me.
    “Me?