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My eyes met his, and I tried hard not to laugh some more.
He gripped my shoulders and easily lifted me before he moved to his feet. “Laughing at a man’s dick is not cool.”
I covered my face with my hands and shook my head. This whole day had just been… unexpected.
I bent down and tried to pick up the splattered treats decorating the snow, and he grabbed the bag. “Leave it for the animals. Let’s get inside.”
“I wasn’t laughing at your dick, by the way.” I hurried behind him, trying to keep up, but he came to an abrupt stop, and I slammed into his back before he whipped around to face me.
“Stop talking about my dick. Stop touching me and taunting me with your hot little body. I’m fucking done. Do you hear me?”
I bit down on my bottom lip because he looked damn good, acting all angry and pissed off. I’d always loved how worked up he got.
With me in particular.
“Got it, Cowboy.”
He urged me in front of him, and we walked toward the door. This motel looked like a scene from a horror flick, but it was better than being out on the road any longer. Cage pulled the door open, and I stepped inside.
“Hey, y’all. Looks like you took a tumble out there. I’m Margo, by the way,” a woman in her mid-fifties said with a whole lot of enthusiasm. She wore glasses, and her brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail.
“Hi, Margo,” I said. “We’re okay, just happy to be out of the cold.”
“We need two rooms if you’ve got them available.”
“Let me check on that.” She typed on her keyboard for the longest time. Like she was booking us a trip to the moon. The place was small and couldn’t have more than ten rooms, so I wasn’t sure what she was searching for. She stopped and glanced up at us with a weak smile and then went back to typing manically on the keyboard once again.
I glanced over at Cage, who appeared highly annoyed, with his stiff shoulders and a prominent crease between his eyebrows as he tapped his fingers against the counter impatiently. I reached forward to grab a piece of soggy popcorn that was stuck to his shoulder and tossed it into the trash can. There was a door with a sign that readGift Shop.
“Well, folks, I’m sorry to tell you that, due to the storm, we’ve had a few people come in over the last two hours. We’ve got one room available, but it’s the smallest room we have, and the heat’s a bit faulty in there.”
“Fuck,” Cage grumbled under his breath as he ran a hand through his damp hair.
“It’s not the end of the world. We’re grown-ups, after all. At least one of us is,” I snipped because the man acted like he was being forced to share a room with a serial killer. “And it’s better than sleeping out in the truck.”
“So, you’ll take it?” Margo asked.
“Yes, it’s fine.” He pulled out his credit card, just as I did the same.
“This whole thing is my fault. The least I can do is pay for the room.”
“Put it away.” his voice commanded, and Margo looked up at him with puppy dog eyes, like she’d never seen a more beautiful man. Hell, I got it. It was hard to look away for me, too. Even when he was being a complete jackass.
“I noticed that door led to a gift shop. Do you have any warm clothes in there by any chance? Or maybe some snacks?”
“Oh, yes. We carry long underwear, toiletries, and groceries.”
“Great. I’ll go stock up.” I hurried inside and grabbed two pairs of the one-size-fits-most long johns and some fuzzy socks for both of us. There were packages of mini donuts, Pop-Tarts, chips, and, of course, the ever-trustworthy M&M’s.
I swiped my card, and the woman loaded everything into two bags, and I met Cage near the front desk. He was using the motel phone, and I assumed he was talking to his mom as he explained that we’d had to stop for the night.
I pulled out a powdered sugar donut as I watched him talk, and I groaned when I took the first bite. I was starving. Cage’s gaze landed on mine, and there was a mix of heat and anger, but he held his hand out, and I placed a donut there.
“All right. Thanks again. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He ended the call, thanked Margo for the phone, and guided me toward the elevator. Once we stepped inside, he stood on the other side of me, but he didn’t take his eyes off me. We were both soaked, and I was trying hard not to shake from being so cold.
“What’s in the bag?”
