“Do you see me, though?” I smirked back, knowing I was just a bystander in his hunt through the jungle.
My brother snapped his order of a Crown and Coke and threw down a twenty-dollar bill. He didn’t take notice of the man behind the bar since, in Cash’s eyes, he was beneath him.
He turned around and leaned on the bar, beginning his conversation with me. He liked to own the room, and act as if he was the only man there.
“Did you come here to find you a girl or did you really need to talk to me?” I asked. Watching my brother look for a woman always annoyed me. I felt like I needed to warn the women a lion had entered and they were going to quickly become prey.
Run for your life if you know what’s good for you!
“Who is that brunette dancing in the black silk short thingy, with those sexy legs?” He pointed nonchalantly.
“How would I know?”
“You live here. This is your town, right?”
“Are you implying I know every woman in the town?” I raised an eyebrow, questioning his stupidity.
“Of course you don’t. But you’re a deputy… I’m sure you have been surveying the entire dance floor and bar area, hoping to catch someone breaking the law… what an underage drinker?”
He laughed to himself while I rolled my eyes. My job was a joke to him, like his was a joke to me.
“Whiskey,” the bartender said, and Cash turned around to get his drink.
My brother and I couldn't look more different. We were the perfect contrast with the exception of our eyes, both green. My dark blond hair had gotten lighter through my years but nevertheless dark. I always had a stubble of facial hair, preferring a slight gruff look. Our smiles were similar, but my bottom teeth had a slight crookedness.
Cash, on the other hand, was always clean-shaven, wore his sideburns a little lower than mine, had blond hair, and his teeth were so perfect they looked fake. Coincidence? I think not.
He sucked down the drink he had just purchased, and moved his way over to the two women he had eyed. So much for getting to talk to my brother…
As in most of my life, I took a seat and kicked back… watching him do what he did best. In actuality, this usually worked to my advantage since he was known to self-destruct.
Breigh
“For the love of God, Emma, just sit down and go along for the ride. Just for once stop griping.” I rolled my blue eyes, frustrated with her constant complaining.
“I just don't want to get wet. Or dirty. Then I get sick…” she responded, and I gestured to her as if I was going to choke her. And I just might. Emma, along with my Grammy, had been pushing me to get out and back in the dating pool after my bad breakup. Yes, it was bad, but it was over, so I was thankful for that.
The rain was pouring down in buckets. I fought the urge to leave, but I had spent more time than I cared to admit on getting ready. I guessed I was out of practice on that as well.
Screw it.
“Live a little.” I made eye contact with her, showing my determination. “On the count of three…One… two… three…” I left little time for Emma to argue and instead opened the car door. I took off full speed and went running to the front door of Kellye Joe’s, letting the rain pelt my skin. The worn wooden door was soaked from the rain that had been falling sideways from the storm.
Okay… it was raining a little harder than I had realized, but I couldn't admit that to Emma. My skin felt like it had been pelted with paintballs.
I reminded myself of the pep talk earlier this evening, convincing myself that I could do it. I could get back out in the fishpond, or the shark pond. We shall see.
Emma’s favorite band was playing and a smile lit up her wet face through it all.
I was glad she had agreed to getting out of the vehicle, because I would have hated to pull her out of my truck kicking and screaming.
I threw my arm around her. “Now that wasn't so bad, was it?”
“Give me a break, Breigh… you know I love going out…just…”
“It will be worth it.”
Other Books by Brooklyn Taylor:
Forever Series
Eternal Soulmate
Endless Affinity
Unforeseen Destiny
Beau
An Ordinary Me (YA)
Burnout
Marital Blissaster
Broken Hearted
Cold Hearted
Finding Me
Changing Us
Losing You (YA)
Out of Control (YA)
Be My Reason
Acknowledgments
Thank you first and foremost God. He gave me this writing ability and I will forever be grateful. His will be done.
My husband, that I love more than words. You’re the reason I am able to write romance ‘cause you love me like I have never been loved. I love you boo.
My daughter, I love our friendship. I am very proud of you and the lady you are. You love with all your heart and I learn lessons from you daily.
My son, you may have taken the hard road but you have become a wonderful young man. I am proud of you.
My editor, Karen, you are a rockstar. Thank you for your hard work.
My book designer, Alora. Thank you for listening to me and making my visions come to life.
My agent, Stephanie. Thank you for always looking out for me and listening to me ramble on.
My PR, Linda. Thank you for being in the trenches for me.
Bloggers- Thank you for spreading the word, getting the word out. It matters sooo much.
Michelle Dyson, I love you. Thank you for beta reading and always telling me like it is.
Brooklyn Taylor Books, I love you ladies. You bring me so much joy daily.
To all my readers, thank you. You are the reason I continue to write! You encourage me when I am down, and push me when I need it.
Xoxox
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