58 Do I need to Pull Rank? (1/2)

The following morning, in the wake of the previous evening's chaos, Rayven woke from her bed with a headache.

Soundlessly she sat in front of her mirror and began to apply her makeup and contacts. She was so lost in her morning routine she didn't hear Cage enter the room.

Cage stood by the door frame watching her slender form in the mirror. Her silhouette was so delicate to hold such an imposing personality. He had seen so many facets to her personality that each and every time he thought he had her figured out she would do something that totally proved him wrong.

It was only in front of Hunter that she was truly genuine, that she behaved as one would expect a girl who was only 19.

Last night was the first time he had ever seen her cry and now infront of him, she remained completely calm. In the space of a few hours she had clearly buried those feelings deep inside of her.

It left Cage feeling conflicted. A part of him wanted to shake her and make her feel the things she ought to, the things she kept buried and away from others. The other part of him wanted to shelter her from those things which would hurt her. He was very suddenly beginning to understand that protective feeling which had taken root in his friend.

The sunlight spilling in through the window wrapped itself around her, cloaking her in its warm as she completed her task of applying the make up. Rayven completed her make up for the morning and piling her hair atop her head turned to Cage, she was wearing a black tank top and torn up jeans, the make up only served to accent the designs of the tattoos which now marked her skin.

In the glow of the sunlight as she met his gaze, she was stunning. Cage had to steal himself. This was his brother's woman. Clearing his throat as he turned away he muttered softly to her.

”We should get going. The boss will be pissed if we're late.”

With that Cage turned his back on her and any feelings he felt stirring within. She belonged to Hunter. He wouldn't interfere in that, Hunter could protect her as a lover. He would forever view her as a sister. With that, his conscience would remain clear and he could continue to serve his brother as he wanted to. In the meantime, he had to put distance between them, and the best way to do that would be to get her back to Hunter's side.

Rayven watched Cage's back as he left the cabin, his words had seemed strangely cold but she shook it off. She had bigger worries. How would she face Hunter after this evening? The recollection of the night before made her flush as she picked up her helmet and headed to her bike.

Cage cleared his throat as he mounted her bike. He would need her cooperation for what was planning next. The only way to force them together was to make Hunter jealous enough to pursue Rayven. In order to do this, Cage was going to pull out all the stops.

”Whatever I do today, play along and follow my lead, got it?”

Rayven tilted her head looking at him and nodded. ”Got it.”

She didn't know why but she suddenly trusted Cage implicitly.

What followed next was a very quiet ride to the warehouse as Cage began to formulate his plan. No one knew Hunter better than he did. A smile began to curve his lips beneath as his helmet. He had to admit, it had been a long time since he had a chance to play with his older brother in this way, today was definitely going to be interesting.

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In the meantime back at the warehouse Hunter was pacing his office. What the hell was taking them so long? His mind was already in shambles after Rayven had turned him down last night. Thoughts of winning her back keeping him awake all night. Now the later they took to get there, the more he began to worry.

What were they doing? Was she okay? No, no. She had to be fine. She was with Cage. There was no one he trusted more. Everything would be alright right?Was he simply just being too impatient to see her?

It wasn't long before his impatience paid off and he saw her enter the warehouse, Cage in tow, his arm draped affectionately around her shoulder. He watched as Cage whispered something in her ear before pressing a kiss to her forehead before walking away. Ravyven in the meanwhile headed toward the practice yard to spar.

Hunter was livid. Cage had assured him they were only friends but what he had just witnessed was definitely more than friendship. His brother was getting a little friendly with his woman. The worst part was, he could do nothing about it. Not without ruining her cover. He would just have to win her over all over again. At least if he did, it would make her story more believable.

It was time to put his plan into motion.

”Cage!!” Hunter barked into the lower floors of the warehouse ”My office, now!”

It was all Cage could do to suppress his laughter, in meantime he schooled his features and with an air of innocence he made his way to Hunter's office.