Page 108 of His Hungry Wolf

“It’s my roommate. He told me that I needed to get out and have fun. He said he needed proof…”

“And the selfie was going to be the proof?”

“Yeah.”

“So, after you took the selfie…, what? You were gonna go?”

“Yeah,” I admitted suddenly deflating.

The gorgeous guy looked at me like I was the freak that I am. A smile crept across his face. It would have made me feel bad about myself if it didn’t make me want to melt into a puddle in the grass.

“This is going to sound crazy, but you’re here. Why not go in and actually have fun?”

“I’m not good at this type of thing. You know, the social thing.”

“Luckily, that’s something I’m very good at. How about we make a deal? I’ll give you your selfie as proof for your roommate, but you have to come in and actually try to have a good time. I’ll introduce you to a couple of people. That way, when your roommate asks you about the night, you won’t have to lie,” he said his face exploding into dimples.

I stared at him. “Why would you do that?”

He looked at me twisting his head in confusion.

“Maybe I’m just being nice. Maybe I think you’re a cool guy and that it would be cool to hang out. Maybe I’m flirting.”

A chill shot through me upon hearing the word “flirting”. What was going on? Did this guy like me? Was there something happening between us? Was there going to be a naked guy in my bed full of shame when Lou got home after all?

Wait, was I getting hard? I think I was. No, I definitely was.

“Um, okay,” I said sure that I was turning beet-red.

“Cage, by the way?”

“What?”

“My name.” He stared at me. “And your name is?”

“Oh. Quin.”

“Cool. I like that name.”

“Thanks. My parents gave it to me,” I said losing control of my tongue.

Cage laughed.

“I mean, of course my parents gave it to me.”

“Not of course. My parents didn’t give me the name Cage.”

“Who did? An uncle or somebody?”

“No, I did.”

“So, what’s your birth name?”

Cage looked at me with thoughts rushing through his head. “How about I take you inside and show you around?”

“So, I guess we’re going to let that question go?”

Cage chuckled uncomfortably. “You don’t have much of a filter, do you?”