“Thank you for telling me.” I squeeze his hand.
“Kitten, I won’t keep anything from you,” he vows. “You’re too fucking important to me.”
“Can I tell my sister?” My twin instinctively knows when I’m keeping something from her, and this is too big to try.
“Of course.” He kisses my nose.
By the time we head back, my mind is whirling with everything. I have a lot to process. As we walk to the bike, I finally ask, “What about women?” One thought has been bothering me since I learned he is in a motorcycle club. Bikers are notorious womanizers.
“Kitten, that’s one thing you don’t ever have to worry about.” Cash leans down and stares into my eyes. “You’re the only woman in the world that means anything to me.” That definitely reassures me. Cash explains that the MC members are either way too busy to worry about dating or are already married.
The ride home is much easier now that I know what to expect. When we get to my apartment, he again insists on walking me to the door. “I had fun,” I tell him. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold tight.
He leans down to kiss me. “Me too. When can I see you again?” Wow. This wealthy, handsome CEO really wants to spend time with me.
“Would you like to have dinner with Kyra and me tomorrow night? It’s my night to cook.”
“Sure.” He smiles widely. “What time do you want me to come over?”
We make arrangements, then he kisses me one more time before leaving. I lean against the closed door, trying to calm my racing mind. Now, I have to explain to my twin that I made plans for both of us.
seven
HADLEY
I stir the pot of spaghetti sauce while the noodles boil. I wanted to try out a new recipe tonight, but my level-headed twin convinced me to cook a tried-and-true meal for ease. Now, nerves are eating me alive, and I’m glad I listened to her advice.
“Are you almost ready?” I call to my sister. Cash should be here in fifteen minutes, and she was still sitting on the sofa watching television a little while ago. I nearly had to stand on my head to convince her to shower and get dressed.
“I’m coming.” She strolls into the kitchen and rolls her eyes. “Stop stressing. I saw the way Cash looked at you. That man is head over heels in love with you. You could wear a freaking trash bag, and he’d be happy.” I know I’ve fallen hard and fast for him, and I hope he feels the same way. “Now, we need to see if he will introduce me to Bender Valentine,” she teases. My twin has been a Bender fan since high school.
“I’ll get right on it.” I roll my eyes. Kyra runs Luv Bug out for a quick potty walk while I finish up.
He knocks on the door a few minutes later, and I take a deep breath before answering. “Hi, kitten.” He wraps his strong arms around me and leans over to kiss me, then hands me a box of chocolates. “I thought about bringing flowers, but I figured I’d never find an arrangement as beautiful as yours.”
“Aww.” Kyra gasps behind me. “How sweet.”
“Thank you,” I tell him. “Would you like something to drink? Dinner is almost ready.”
Cash stands at the counter and talks to us while I finish cooking our meal. I watch him bring a beer bottle to his lips, and my imagination takes off. Needing to cool off, I wash my hands and let cold water run over my wrists.
While we eat, Cash charms my sister. By the time I serve dessert, she’s a huge fan of his. When we finish cleaning the kitchen, she announces, “Okay, kids, it’s been a long day, and I have to get up early to open the shop so I’m heading to bed.” She picks Luv Bug up from the doggy bed in the corner. “I’ll take this little terror with me.”
After my sister leaves us alone, Cash leans over and kisses me. “I hope I didn’t run Kyra and Luv Bug off.”
“Not at all,” I reassure him. “We take turns opening the shop, and tomorrow is her day.”
“Then you have a little longer to spend with me.” He smiles down at me.
“Yep.” I lead him into the living room. “Do you want to watch a movie?”
“There’s no way I can resist spending time with my girl.”
He lets me pick the show. “Do you want to watch your mom’s new movie?” I ask him.
“If you want, but I’ve seen them all multiple times.” He smiles. I flip through the channel guide and find a movie that neither of us has ever seen. As I sit next to him on the sofa, his thigh rests against mine, warming me from the inside out. His finger runs little circles on the back of my neck, sending sparks of electricity shooting along my overstimulated nerves. He places his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer, and I relax against his side.
No matter how hard I try to resist, my eyes begin to grow heavy, and I’m unable to stop a yawn from bursting from my lips. He leans over to whisper, “I need to get going and let you go to sleep,” and his warm breath brushes the sensitive skin beneath my ear.
I’m tempted to argue, but I’m barely keeping my eyes open.
“Would you let me take you out again tomorrow?” he asks when I walk him to the door.
“I can’t.” I hate to refuse him, but Mondays are my book club night. “I have plans.” His eyes darken and I rush to explain. “I belong to a book club at Gatsby Books.”
Cash steps back and smiles down at me. “What about Tuesday, then?” After I agree, he kisses me one last time before leaving.
As I walk down the hall, my sister calls through her closed door, “Damn. The freaking heat you two were throwing off almost caught the apartment on fire.” I step into her room and lay next to her on the huge king-sized bed. Luv Bug snuggles up between us and begins to snore.
“I think I’m falling for him,” I tell my twin as I pet my lazy pooch.
“Girl, that ship has sailed.” She laughs. “You fell hard days ago.” We talk for a few more minutes, and my eyes drift shut as I fall asleep. When her alarm screeches the next morning, I wake up with wild hair and smudged makeup. Shoot. I crashed without taking the time to get ready for bed.
“You need to wash my sheets.” Kyra hits me over the head with a pillow. “You left mascara stains on my new pillowcase.” I stick my tongue out as she walks away.
While she showers, I load the sheets in the washer and listen to her screech when the hot water runs out. Our building’s elderly hot water heater can’t handle more than one job at a time. Oops. My bad.
eight
CASH
Over the next few weeks, I woo my kitten, and we spend nearly every evening together. Sexual frustration is eating me alive, and my cock is tired of my own hand and cold showers, but I refuse to rush Hadley. Thoughts of her luscious, curvy body keep me awake most nights, but I ignore the pain while reminding myself that all the suffering will be worth it once I make her mine forever.
On Wednesdays, I have my club meeting, but for the last few weeks, I’ve been cutting out early to spend time with my girl. “How’s Brady working out at the ranch?” I turn to Cowboy.