Chapter 132 - All Yours

"Mom would love that," Katherine admitted. "She asked me to go home, too, you know? If Cage hadn't appeared, I would have gone." She shrugged. 

The room grew silent. 

"What are you going to do when the two of you are alone?" Angelina asked. 

"Haven't thought about it. I'm sure we'll find something or the other to keep us entertained." They could spend all their time talking and watching television, but that would be too much for Cage.

"I have twister in my closet if you want. I hear strip twister is a bloody good game." Katherine made a face at Angelina. "Maybe he'll push you down on the floor and take you right there when he sees how flexible you are." What a lecher. 

"You should cut down on the p.o.r.n," Katherine commented. But the image wasn't too bad. It would be nice seeing Cage's body twist in weird ways. 

'What is wrong with my head?'

"It's just good imagination. And I know you are thinking about it." Katherine shrugged. 

There was a whole world of possibilities for all the things they could do while they were alone. 

"Okay, meeting over. I need to go to work." Lily left without a goodbye and Angelina pouted. 

"She is always so busy. Well, then. I'll just take off for the day and you can do whatever you want." 

When they left the room, Stephen was sitting on the couch just looking at his phone. "Do you mind if I click a picture of you?" he asked Katherine. 

"What for?" she asked curiously.

"Cage's mom asked me for one." He smiled. 

"Sure." She had agreed, but she was nervous. What would his mother think when she saw him. What is she thought Katherine was not good enough for her son?

"Where's Cage?" she asked, trying to keep her mind off her anxieties. 

"He's in the shower." Cage was n.a.k.e.d in the shower. And everyone was leaving. She wanted to squeal. "Wow, I can imagine that he would have the same reaction if I told him you were in the shower."

"What can I say, we are compatible."

"Okay, let's go, Stephen. I can't keep my date waiting." Angelina was about to leave. Stephen scurried to her side and made a comment about the guy being small peened. Angelina, god bless her, pretended not to hear.

"I've never seen him so happy." He called from the door as he was leaving. Katherine was stunned. It seemed like the words were directed at her. "You're perfect for him." He winked. "The sky is the limit. Go crazy with him." Angelina shook her head and walked out. Stephen soon followed her.

The apartment was silent except for the sound of water in the bathroom. She gulped as she thought about Cage in all his n.a.k.e.d glory in 'her' bathroom. 

A devious smile spread across her lips. 

'Whatever am I going to do with him?' Plenty. She had plans.

She sucked in a deep breath. 

No big deal. It was just Cage… n.a.k.e.d in the bathroom and no one else in the apartment that she needed to think about. If she had her way, she would be alone with him for long periods of time from then on. She thought about what she should do and pulled out all the wine and beer that they had and placed it in the living room table. She was trying to plan out something romantic for him that he would enjoy but she was not good with such things.

She ran to the refrigerator and thanked God that her friends had better taste than her in these things. Lily would sometimes have a personal spa, occupying the bathroom for hours with her wine, cheese, and meat samples. So, they had a good stock of those things.

She prepared a platter of food and placed it on the table. Seeing the setting, she was happy. 

She could hear the shower turn off, so she went towards the bathroom and waited for him like a creep. She had intended to ask him what he planned on doing, but the mental image of Cage drying his wet body with her spare towel couldn't let her remain rational. 

She needed a shower to cool down. 

"Cage—" The door flew open. He was standing there in a towel wrapped around his waist. She could see the v of his h.i.p.s as the towel hung dangerously low. He looked delicious, making her want to lick him. She also wanted to rip the towel off him and throw him down on the floor, but that would be dangerous. The impact could injure him and she wouldn't want a single hair on his body hurt. 

"I forgot to bring my clothes in," he said sheepishly. He gulped and nodded. 

'You can run n.a.k.e.d around the apartment if you want. You only have me to see you and I sure as hell won't mind.'

"Don't worry about it. Stephen brought you clothes to change into, right?" He nodded. "I'll…" she trailed off, not knowing what to say next. She awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other as Cage looked at her weirdly. 

She knew she was salivating but he was n.a.k.e.d! How could she control her reaction? He must know what kind of effect he has on people. 

"Katherine, do you need something?" he asked after a while. What a ridiculous question. Of course she wanted him n.a.k.e.d. 

"You?" she managed to force out. It wasn't a question. She looked down involuntarily and gasped. He seemed to be hard underneath the towel. Should she check?

She had to wonder where she had gained this self-restrained from. How was she still not jumping that glorious body of his?

"You don't have to ask. I am all yours." The wicked grin on his face made her gulp. He was lethal. Katherine had to close her eyes to focus. 

"I just wanted to check on you and ask what you wanted to do after your shower," she said with some semblance of composure. 'Don't look at him and you will be fine. You can jump into the shower after he is clothed and rub one out… vigorously.'