how it would really go down.
Ever since the kidnapping, Gage had been off the charts protective of me. I loved that he wanted to put me in a safe little bubble, but at the same time, I hated it. Things weren’t the same between us. Sometimes, I felt as if I was slowly suffocating under the watchful eyes of a polite stranger. I missed the Gage who told me to go to hell when I needed to hear it. I missed the Gage who wanted me all the time and liked to play rough. He disappeared the day I was shot, and I hadn’t seen him since. That was over three months ago. After Max and Ellie’s blow out fight in Kurt and Joss’ driveway, he’d gotten better, but he still wasn’t the Gage I fell in love with. Lately, I found myself picking fights with him. When he was frustrated or angry, his polite mask would slip and I would see glimpses of the man I’d fallen in love with. However, as quickly as the old Gage appeared, he would go, and I was once again left feeling sad and empty.
Max was picking Gage up this morning and they were driving to Kentucky for a last minute meeting with some prospective clients. I was in the kitchen pouring coffee when Gage appeared carrying his duffle. Wearing jeans, a short sleeve button down and cowboy boots, he looked all kinds of yummy. No matter how much of a stifling ass he could be, he was mine. He crossed the room with a smile on his face. Once he was close, his hand shot out and wrapped around the nape of my neck. I leaned into the comfort of his arms.
“I hate leaving you, Princess.”
“I hate you leaving me, Cowboy. How long did Max say you’d be gone?”
“If I have any say about it, we’ll be back later tonight, but it looks more like it won’t be until tomorrow afternoon. Max thinks they’ll want to have dinner and drinks after the initial meeting. Tell me again what your plans are?” he asked.
I didn’t want to lie to him, so I told him a half truth. “Ellie, Joss and I are hanging out.”
“I talked with Kurt. He’s working tonight. Why don’t you hang out at Dragonfly?” I could tell he was struggling with asking and not ordering me to do so. I didn’t respond to his suggestion. I knew if I gave him an inch, he would take a mile, and there was zero chance we were going to Dragonfly tonight. Gage was controlling enough when he was here. I wasn’t about to let him take charge when he wasn’t.
I mentally squirmed under his expectant stare and finally gave him something. “We might just do that.”
Before he could pursue the point further, a horn honked in the driveway. Pulling me close, he gave me one of his soul-searing kisses. Then he snagged my hand and led me out the front door with him. When Max saw us coming, he rolled down his window and lowered the music.
“Ellie says you are hanging out at Joss’ place tonight,” he stated.
I almost rolled my eyes, but decided it wasn’t worth it. “Either there or here,” I told him. Gage’s eyes shot to mine and I quickly added, “But we may just go to Dragonfly. Honestly, I haven’t really thought about it.” To head off any further conversation, I leaned onto my tip toes and gave Gage another kiss. Letting go of his hand, I stepped back and watched him climb into the truck.
“I’ll call you later,” he said with a wink and a smile. It reminded me of the old Gage, and I couldn’t help but respond with an earsplitting grin.
I miss you , I thought as they drove away. As soon as they were out of sight, I pulled out my cell and called Joss.
“Zane said yes,” she squealed into the phone.
“He did?” I couldn’t contain my excitement.
“He sure did. What do you want me to tell Kurt? Gage already told him we might be going to Dragonfly.”
“Tell him we are going to hang out at my place, but we may stop by before the night is over. He’s closing, right?”
“Yes,” she responded. This meant we could stay out until a little after one or so. “You do realize he will be calling all night to
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