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Seven
Cash
“Oh,he’s here. Thank God. Cash Creed, you better be dishing about how your night with Sage Everling was. Did she show you any of her upcoming designs?”
I stare at Reed like he’s speaking a foreign language as I take a seat at a corner booth. Jodie and Levi, who are at Midsummer Nights for breakfast, rush over to join me. Lysander also crowds over.
“Don’t you all have a business to run or something? Or a couple of businesses?”
“Oh please, the morning rush hasn’t started. And hearing all about your night is way more important,” Reed replies. “Now spill. Details?”
“How do you know her last name?” I ask, the thought striking me. I’m not quite a morning person, and I’m dying for some coffee. But I’m guessing I might as well get all this out of the way first or I’m never going to get that coffee.
“Are you kidding me right now?” Reed asks, looking at Lysander and shaking his head like I’ve just committed a felony. I shrug.
“Oh my God, I swear. Do you people live in a bomb shelter or something down in Texas? Sage Everling, you know, founder and CEO of Evermore?”
I look to Levi, still shrugging. He does the same.
“Is that supposed to mean something to me?” I ask again.
“Oh, man. You’re lucky you’re out of hitting range,” Lysander chimes in. “Evermore is only Reed’s favorite design line.”
“Those new bags they released last month are gorgeous, and the clothing line is edgy with sophistication. They’re supposed to be releasing a men’s line in a few months, and I’m dying to get my hands on some pieces. When I saw you with that woman last night, I was fanboying, but Lysander wouldn’t let me come and interrupt.”
“Because I know how you get. And I figured Cash deserved some fun.”
“You didn’t stop Levi and Jodie from wandering over,” Reed argues.
“They don’t fanboy over designers like you do.”
“Wait, can everyone just slow down,” I argue. “So you’re telling me the woman I slept with last night is Sage Everling, the self-made millionaire I’ve heard so many women rave about? Like, she makes those fancy handbags and all that? Are you serious?”
I had no idea. I mean, now that I think about it, Sage has the confidence you need to be a self-made millionaire. She clearly goes after what she wants without mercy. But still, I didn’t realize I was with basically royalty.
“So you slept with her! I knew it. You owe me ten bucks,” Reed says now, looking at Lysander. “That woman had her eye on you from the second you walked in.”
“You’re just hoping there’s a wedding so you can get free groomsmen gifts from her,” Jodie adds now, rolling her eyes.
“You slept with her? Jesus, Cash, you’ve only been in town a few days, and you’re sleeping with the area’s wealthiest, most influential woman? Good thing Mama already went home because I’m sure people will be talking about this one… and if she finds out her precious, do-no-wrong angel is wrapped in the sheets with Sage Everling, wow is she going to be pissed.”
“It kind of disturbs me that your family still pretends you two are so righteous,” Jodie says now, wrapping an arm around Levi.
“They’re both charismatic smooth talkers. Which is how this one snagged Sage Everling. So did you go to her place? Tell me what the décor was like. I bet it was to die for,” Reed continues, practically squealing.
“We went to my place,” I say. “Now, can I get some coffee, please, since you’re all interrogating me? Jesus, you’d think a grown man could have an ounce of privacy about his sex life.”
“Apparently you don’t know how this group of friends works,” Jodie answers. “Nothing is sacred or private, especially not sex lives.”
I shake my head as Levi and Jodie talk about Reed and Lysander’s meddling in their relationship before it was a relationship, but I only half hear them. I’m thinking about the woman from last night.
She’s freaking gorgeous, confident, and successful. She’s the real deal. Then again, this complicates things. Maybe this explains her whole leaving game from last night. A woman like that has to be careful because I’m sure so many guys are just after one thing—her money. Which I could care less about. I mean, let’s be real, I’m not a lawyer for free. I earn decent paychecks, and I can appreciate the finer things in life. But for me, my “relationships” are about lust and that’s it. I don’t expect anything out of them other than a night of fun.
So why then is this woman still plaguing my mind? Why did I wake up this morning in a funk over the fact she left without a single care? Why did hearing her name, her full name, send a jolt right through me?
“So really, what was she like, bro? She seemed a little forward if you ask me,” Levi says, snapping me back to it as Reed slides a coffee to me. I warm my hands on the mug, thinking about it, coming to the realization I didn’t want to come to.
“Well, I think I may have met my match,” I say.
