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“Thanks.”
It felt awkward between us, which was a shame. I had this desperate and crazy idea in the back of my head that I could invite her to the wedding as my plus-one. Christine still had one on the list for me, and as of right now, there would be an empty seat at our table.
Just then the seatbelt light came on and the flight crew announced we would be landing and I began to panic. Would I ever see Abby again?
Yes, just ask her to go with you. The worst that happens is that she says no.
I took a deep breath and then released it.Here goes nothing.
“I kind of have a strange question for you,” I prepared her.
“What’s that?” she asked. She raised an eyebrow out of curiosity. Her face was too beautiful, and it tripped me up for a moment.
“Do you want to go to my friend’s wedding with me, as my date?”
She sat there open-mouthed for a moment, and my stomach sank.
Fuck.
CHAPTERFIVE
abby
Wow, I really didn’t know what to say or think. I had been trying to figure out how exactly I was going to find my way into this group. I hadn’t expected to run into one of them in the airport, or the hottest one of the group. Now that I had seen him in person, he really was my type. He looked giant and intimidating, the typical bad boy. I could see the tattoos that covered his arms and the one peeking out from under the collar of his shirt. He clearly gave off adon’t fuck with mevibe, but I didn’t care. After all, I did the same thing; I carried myself in an intimidating way, unless I was undercover.
However, buried under that bad-to-the-bone exterior, I could tell there was a lot more to him than met the eye. He did his best to comfort me during the bout of turbulence, and while he was clearly curious about me, he respected the boundaries I had set. He seemed to have a soft spot that I wouldn’t have guessed he had.He’s exactly my type.In my case, opposites did not attract. He and I were cut from the same inked burlap sack.
In my training we were taught how judging someone based on their appearance was a double-edged sword. It could give you a good first impression but could also be very deceiving. Adam Strong was very deceiving, and that didn’t send up the red flags like it should. Instead, it only made me more curious. I was curious if he was just as unforgiving in the bedroom as his persona to the world might make one believe. Or was he a tender lover, sweet and passionate?
Snap out of it, Abby. This is an important assignment, not a reality TV show for finding love.
He asked me to be his date to the wedding, and I couldn’t quite believe my luck. I was trying to figure out the best way to locate where he’d be staying when he had asked. I had no reservations and had planned on secretly following him there and then praying there was an available room.
“Uh, you know what? Sure, I don’t have anything else going on. When is it?” I asked and then closed my mouth. I was pretty sure I left my jaw hanging open for a solid thirty seconds. I had seen the hint of rejection cross his face before he schooled it. He had thought my shock was a refusal.
“Wait, really?” His eyebrows raised in surprise.
“Sure. What resort are you staying at?” I asked casually. Now I had a reason to ask; he was clearly interested in more than just a conversation with a seatmate. He wanted to meet up at some point to attend the wedding, so it would be appropriate to ask.
“You’re going to laugh, but I don’t even know. One of my buddies is paying for the place. It’s one of the large resorts on the beach, I think.”
“Ah, me too!” I lied.
There were a number of them on the island. Which one was he staying at? How could I get him to share with me which one?
“Look it up. We can always catch a ride together,” I pushed.
He chuckled and then pulled out his phone.
I felt the plane touchdown on the runway and anxiously waited for Adam to show me the name of the resort so I could book online on our way there.
“This one,” he said and showed the screen.
“No way, that’s where I’m staying,” I said, pretending to be extremely shocked. I thought he might be shocked to learn how unnatural that felt. Not much got me excited now except for my work.
“Awesome. We can share a cab.” He looked pleased.
The plane taxied to the terminal, and we exited into the airport. I let Adam walk ahead of me so I could book my reservation without him catching me doing so. My eyes shot up when I saw the price of the room per night, but there was nothing I could do. I already dug this hole, and I’d have to cry about shoveling myself out of credit card debt later.
