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“I probably should have asked this earlier, but you’re not afraid of heights, are you?” I ask her as the attendant motions for us to come over.
“I don’t think so,” Emma says and I wrap my arm around her waist.
There’s a small bar along one side of the ball and I nod my head toward it.
“Did you want something to drink?”
“Yeah,” Emma says as she takes a tentative step toward the glass and looks over the edge.
I head over to the bartender, noticing the way his eyes are wide and locked on me. I can tell before he opens his mouth that he recognizes me and is about to ask for an autograph or something.
Normally, I don’t mind, but I don’t want to miss a second of my time with Emma tonight. “Hey, man. Can I get an appletini and a beer?” I ask, reaching for my wallet.
“You’re Declan Mason,” he whispers, his voice full of awe.
“I am,” I say with a smile.
He starts making our drinks, talking to me about my stats from last season, but I’m not really paying attention. My eyes keep drifting back to Emma who has her hand pressed against the glass and is watching as we slowly raise up into the air.
He finishes and I tip him, signing a napkin when he asks before I head over to my girl.
“Quite the view,” she says when I join her and I nod, but my eyes are locked on her.
I pass her the appletini and take a swig of my beer as we stand side by side, gazing out at the Las Vegas strip.
As we reach the top of the wheel, I realize that one night with her isn’t going to be enough.
THREE
Emma
I letDeclan take my hand and lead me off of the High Roller. He was so attentive on the ride, replacing my drink and holding me as we got to the top. The view had been incredible and the company had been even better.
I had listened and giggled as he told me stories about the NFL and some of his teammates. He told me funny anecdotes from his first year with the team and learning the ropes, and then some funny ones from being on the road.
We wander down the strip, stopping to watch the Bellagio fountain show. He lets me lean against the railing in front of him so that I can see better, his arms on either side of me and in that moment, I feel loved and cherished. Wanted, even.
As we walk down the strip hand in hand, I feel happy. For the first time in my life, I feel desirable.
I’ve never had much male attention before, and now, suddenly, I have one of the hottest men that I’ve ever seen in my life paying attention to me. He’s interested in me, in what I have to say, and what I think.
“Are you hungry?” Declan asks, shaking me from my thoughts.
I glance up, noticing that we’re in front of some fancy-looking restaurant.
“No, I’m alright,” I say just as Taylor and the bridesmaids come stumbling out of the limo parked at the curb.
“Oh my God! Declan!” Chloe screeches, untangling her arm from Taylor’s and rushing over to throw her arms around Declan’s neck.
I drop Declan’s hand as she trips toward us and he catches her. My stomach drops as I see his arms around her waist, holding her up.
They look like they belong together. Two perfect, skinny, beautiful people.
My face flames and I have to look away when I feel tears prick the back of my eyes.
“There you are, Emma!” Taylor says as if she was looking for me this whole time.
I want to roll my eyes, but that would only piss her off, so I keep my mouth shut as I take a step closer to her and the twins.
