Page 18 of Cage's Fall

Cage was either a madman, or simply just didn’t fear anything— not even the man at the top of the table, who was just toasting to now having a fully patched table. During Hawk’s whole speech, Cage didn’t take his hand off me.

Finally, dinner came to an end— and the club girls were slowly cleaning up the table. Cage took his hand off me as they cleaned the dishes.

The table slowly emptied, and I had no reason to stay. So, I picked up my phone and pushed myself away from the table. Just as I was about to get up, Cage leant in.

“What room you in?”

I hesitated not sure I should answer. Chewing my bottom lip for a second. I looked at him, and then thought fuck it what was the worst thing that could happen?

“Nineteen.” I said softly and got up, leaving and now I wasn’t sure if I should be expecting him or not. God there was no way I was going to be able to sleep.

Chapter Ten

CAGE

Lighting a cigarette asI continued to play pool with Jacob, while he lost another game to me. Lucky we weren’t playing club rules, because he’d be fucking doing naked laps aroundthe bar.

There were a few boys still playing, when I called it a night. To be honest I had wanted to call it a night as soon as Autumn told me her room number. What made it better, was I was straight across from her. Room twenty. I had the biggest fucking grin on my face as I walked up the empty hall. Most members were passed out by this point.

Coming to her number. I went to knock. Then paused. It was after one in the morning, we had parted ways seven hours ago. She’d have to be asleep.

“Wrong room.”

I turned looking up the hall. Seeing Hawk standing there. “That’s Autumn’s room. Or is that why you were about to knock?” he challenged me. I could lie, or I could just fucking say. Hey man I was about to fuck your daughter. Or at least wanted to fuck her.

“My bad Prez.” I replied with half a grin, and he looked me up and down. Not impressed.

I walked across the hall, opening my rooms door and then closing it behind myself. Fuck where had he even come from?

I shrugged off my vest, looking around at the boxes. I was a Nomad so I didn’t have shitloads of stuff. But I had a storage unit here, in my hometown. So, I had the basics in here.

A knock on my door made me groan. Looks like Hawk wants a confrontation.

I turned back around, opening the door, and my eyes widened.

“Autumn?”

She smiled, “Did you get caught?”

I leant against the door frame. “What can I say darling, I dance on the law, but I ain’t in a hurry to get my dick chopped off by your old man.”

Her smile turned into a grin, and my eyes flickered over her. Fuck she was gorgeous. Her blonde hair was flowing down her back, and those vivid emerald eyes were looking into me. I couldn’t lie and say I hadn’t taken in the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra under that t-shirt.

“Well, then I should go.” She ran a hand through her hair, her top going up, showing me her perfect flat tanned stomach. “After all, it sounds like I’m bad company.”

My hand went around her hip, onto her back— and I pulled her into me.

“Stay?” It was one word. One question. So why the fuck was I pinning so much hope to it?

She licked her bottom lip. And then it was the sound of someone coming, that had me pulling her in, and closing the door behind her. So I ended up making the decision for her.

With her in my arm, pressed into my chest, my eyes looking down at her.

“Sorry. I just thought—” She silenced me with her lips.

Just a taste of her, sent a rush through my body. It was like an electric shock, as my hands gripped her sides, slipping under her t-shirt. Pushing it up.

The scent of daisies and strawberries consumed me. I wanted to see her naked— I needed to see her naked. Fuck, why the hell was I so interested in her? Why was I so consumed with this girl?

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