“Cash, I’ve got to get going, actually. Is there anything you need to talk about before I leave?” Wyatt pushed his chair back, preparing to stand up. He was just as frustrated as Breigh seemed.
“I just wanted to spend some time with my brother is all,” Cash said, but he remained in eye contact with me.
“Not buying it,” Wyatt said with a growl. He then stood and Cash broke our connection to follow him. They walked off. As soon as he had his back turned from me, I wondered how my makeup looked. After all, we had a bad rainstorm earlier that night and I probably didn’t look my best.
Breigh turned to me irritated. “Emma, I thought we came out for some girl time. Not to meet guys.”
“Sometimes people are just meant to meet.” I smiled feeling like a teenager. My heart was beating like a rabbit.
“That guy was hunting tonight… and you fell right into his hands. Pathetic, actually. This is exactly what neither of us need.”
“Speak for yourself. The guy you were talking to was cute too.” I replied.
“Yes, he was good-looking… and? What part of I’m not looking isn't clear?”
“It’s just because you haven't found the right person. You can’t find him if you aren't looking.” I spit the words out at Breigh with a condescending attitude.
“I’m not looking for the intention of not finding. I have no interest. How many other languages do I need to say that in? Not to mention this is my FIRST night out!”
“Okay, okay… I get it. I’ll make you a deal. One dance with the brother, and I’ll dance one more time with Cash and then we can go.” I knew it would be hard to pull myself away from this guy, but some of what Breigh was saying was logical. I should listen. I flew by the seat of my pants, when Breigh was good about thinking things out.
Breigh stood with her hands on her hips, frustrated and ready to tell me to go straight to hell. I had seen that look on her face many of times. I wanted to laugh but thought better of it.
“This is ridiculous. We are grown women. I can leave if I want to… plus, unlike you, I have to work tomorrow. I have bills to pay and people who count on me.” She was right, I was being unfair, a tad. I pretty much made up my own schedule so could go in to work when I wanted to. As long as my work was completed, I worked when I wanted.
“Just one. You might even thank me later,” I commented with confidence that annoyed her.
She turned around, pissed and ready to get this over with. I watched as she marched up to the two brothers.
Good job, solider.
I watched as both brothers were staring at her. Cash grinned and winked, intrigued. Wyatt looked like he was interested in what she was going to say. And she didn't really even know the guys.
He must have agreed because Cash returned to me, took my hand with one hand, a beer in his other, and led me back to the dance floor. Halfway through the song, I was kissing him madly, and he was taking every inch I relented.
And I’ll be damned if I didn’t love every single second of it.
CASH
I had seen Emma pull up in her black Mercedes AMG E63-S and observed her through the window of the front of Wyatt’s house. She was just as stunning today as she was the first time I saw her on the dance floor. And her car showed her spitfire attitude, which turned me on.
She was stalling, and I had hoped it wasn't because she was trying to avoid me. Our night out for dinner took every ounce of self-control I had, not to ask her to come home with me. I tried to act ever the mature adult, but in her presence I had zero self-control, and despite what people seemed to think, I did have it. When I wanted to that was. Rarely.
I pulled myself from the window, hoping no one saw me looking like a fool, thinking about how I royally screwed any chances up with her. With any luck she wouldn’t avoid me like the plague today. I stood in the kitchen acting as if I had no idea who was coming in.
Breigh gave me an eye roll, so she must have spotted me drooling over her best friend.
I heard Emma enter the house, as I stood in the kitchen sipping on my Coke out of a swirling straw that Olivia insisted I used. Manly.
“Emma,” I managed to mutter like an idiot. Anyone who knew me would recognize this as abnormal behavior for me. I’d always been a cocky, full of himself prick, and no issues with anyone thinking as such.
But things had changed. I had a come to Jesus meeting, and frankly, he had hit me with a storm so tremulous it rocked my world.
I wasn’t sure what was going to come of it and I wasn't sure I wanted to know.
“Cash.” I could see the knot in her throat and the uneasiness by her arms folding in front of her chest after pulling at her dress.
“I didn't know you were going to be here,” she said quietly.
I smiled. “Yeah, I might be sticking around the area for a while, might be moving here, actually. Believe it or not, but I actually came in early to spend some time with the princess.”
I winked at Olivia, who was trying to steal a cupcake, and watched as the little girl took the opportunity. She knew we were distracted and could get what she wasn't waiting for.
“How nice of you.” Emma said in a smart-aleck tone.
Okay, so she was still bitter. Couldn’t say I blamed her.
I was taking in the scent
