Free Traitorous Heart 5 (Traitorous Heart #5) by Breena Wilde

 
     
     
    CHAPTER 1
    Katie
     
     
    I was back in Cage’s apartment, staring at my reflection in his bathroom mirror. A sultry female voice sounded from a stereo. I listened to her sad song and thought about being back like I’d never left. Except in the last forty-eight hours, my life had been turned upside down. Again. I’d always been an only child, secretly wishing for a sister. All this time I’d had one, only I hadn’t known it.
    Now I did, and she was sitting in jail awaiting trial for murder. And they weren’t accusing her of killing a random stranger. They were accusing her of killing my ex fiancé, Reid. It was a hell of a situation.
    Then there was Griffin. I’d met him at The Attic. At the time I’d believed I wanted a one-night stand. That had quickly turned into more. Sex. Clue. More sex. And more sex. My body responded to his touch in ways I never imagined possible. When we first met I’d told him not to fall in love with me. It’d been a joke, but it turned out I didn’t need to worry. He was practically engaged to some rich girl. According to her they’d fucked earlier today.
    I glanced at my phone. Two in the morning. Okay, they fucked yesterday, but still. God, the rich were freaks.
    My phone pinged and I jumped, letting out a yelp.
    “You doing okay in there?”
    Cage was waiting patiently for me in his room, probably looking totally hot and naked. I’d alluded to the fact that Cage and I might get together. Now that I was at his apartment, I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea.
    The text was from Griffin. Thought we might spend some time together tonight. I need to see you.
    I debated whether to respond. The asshole’s text suggested that he wanted to get with me… after that girl at The Attic told me he’d been with her. I wanted to pound Griffin in the face. I texted: Not going to happen. I know about your fiancée. Heard you spent some quality time with her before playing at The Attic. I hit send . Then decided to add more . I thought you were different. Obviously not. Don’t text. Don’t call. I don’t want to see or speak with you again.
    I hit send, my heart racing.
    “Dandelion.” Cage knocked on the door.
    I realized I’d been in the bathroom almost an hour. “Um, yeah. Almost done.” I turned on the water, patted a little on my face. My eyes were haunted, large, and anxious.
    “Can I come in?”
    I took a deep breath and leaned against the counter. “Sure.”
    The door opened. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, leaning against it. “What’s going on?”
    I swallowed and crossed my arms over my chest. “Nothing. Just not feeling the greatest.” That was the truth. My stomach felt tied in so many knots I doubted they’d ever come out.
    “You want to talk about it?” Cage tucked his hands in the pockets of his slacks.
    I snorted, picking at a thread on my denim dress. “Right. Because that’s what you want to do. Talk.”
    He pushed off the door, coming close. “I like you, Dandelion. I want to get to know you. If something more happens it’ll be because we both want it to.” He pulled me into his arms. “So, yes. I do want to talk.”
    I allowed him to wrap his arms around me, then let my head relax against his chest. I breathed in his manly smell of aftershave and soap. His hug was amazing.
    “Are you going to talk to me?” His low voice caressed my hair and rumbled in his chest.
    “I don’t know where to begin.” I sniffled, unable to accept he was really interested. I pulled back, glancing up into his handsome face. “I should just go.”
    I grabbed my phone and purse off the counter.
    Cage took hold of my elbow. “Dandelion, don’t.”
    I gently pulled from his grasp, opened the door and went into his bedroom.
    “It isn’t that hard. Just tell me one thing. The first thing that pops into your mind.”
    I paused. The image that first came was of that girl from the bar. “Griffin is engaged,” I said