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Caden
I COULDN’T GET Sage out of my mind, the next couple of days. Clearly, I was already hooked – bait, line, and sinker. We talked and texted, but it wasn’t the same as seeing her. I wanted her in my bed, on my sofa, and at my dinner table, her green eyes staring across at me. Although we’d originally decided to see each weekends only, due to our busy schedules, I managed to convince her to have dinner with me and Phalen Wednesday evening.
“Aren’t you getting tired of always cooking for me?” she joked.
“I’m cooking for Phalen anyway. Besides, you’re bringing the dessert.”
“I can definitely do that. What does she prefer? Cake, bars, pie?”
I laughed darkly. “I prefer pie but we’ll get into that more after she’s in bed.”
Phalen snorted.
“Seriously, though. Join us for dinner. I’l
