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“And what would those be?”
“Sex.” Leave it to Mike Paul to get straight to the point. “You’ve had lots of sex lately.”
Millie Sue considered her answer, but in the end, she couldn’t deny the simple truth. Shewasmade different by the events of Saturday night. Hell, she’d been walking on clouds ever since. Last night alone, she and Cal had exchanged so many flirty text messages, she’d gotten hot and bothered and pulled out her vibrator. She blushed at the thought.
“There you go with the pink cheeks.” Mike Paul sipped from his mug. “Are we talking about a one-time thing? Or was it more of a sex Olympics kind of deal?”
“What do you think?”
His gaze fell to her neck where she knew love bites hid underneath a layer of makeup. But he had laser eyes, and they widened. “Olympics, for sure.”
She was quiet for a few moments and then spoke quietly. “I didn’t plan for it to happen.”
“I know.”
“He’s like my kryptonite.”
“For what it’s worth, I think you’re his as well.”
“I’m seeing him again tonight. He’s picking me up here.”
“Hell, Mills, I knew you didn’t clean up like that for me.” Mike Paul chuckled.
“Am I crazy to be doing this?”
Mike Paul sighed and then leaned his elbows on the bar. He played with the rim of his mug and seemed to be struggling with his words. After a few seconds, he shrugged.
“I don’t think you’re crazy, Millie. I think you’re human. I think you can’t control who you give your heart to. Not even if you try. That connection is always there. In fact, I think the harder a person tries to sever it, the stronger it gets.” He looked at her, and she saw his concern. “And I don’t doubt that Cal feels the same. It was always like that with you two.”
“I feel like there’s a ‘but’ in there.”
“Promise me you’ll be careful. That you won’t get carried away in the moment and in the passion, because we all know how this song ends, don’t we?”
Millie nodded slowly and clasped her friend’s hands between hers. “For such a player, you seem to know a lot about human nature. Don’t worry about me. I know how the song ends because I wrote it. I would say that I’d guard my heart, but we both know that’s a lost cause. The new scars will heal. They did the last time.”
She didn’t want to think of those dark days. Not now.
“I feel alive again. I’ve been going through the motions of living for so long, I forgot what it feels like to let go.” She was surprised at how deep their conversation had gotten. “To really live and be vulnerable. To give and take. I don’t look at that as a negative or being foolish, even if it bites me in the ass.”
“It probably will,” Mike Paul said softly.
“Yes, but right now I choose to look at that as a gift.”
“You’re something else, you know that?” Mike Paul leaned closer and whispered, “He knows it, Mills. He always has.”
“What are you two up to?”
Startled, Millie nearly fell off her stool and turned, heart pounding at the sound of his voice. Cal stood a few inches from them. His hair shone under the lights, the waves curling around the thick black cable-knit sweater he wore. His black leather jacket was unzipped, his jeans faded and worn. He hadn’t shaved, but the shadow only enhanced his strong jaw.
He was literally the hottest man on the planet, and her body reacted on sight. It was visceral and heated and so damn strong.
As soon as she met his gaze, her heart fluttered, her stomach twisted, and she had to stick her hands in the back pockets of her jeans because they were shaking.
What. The. Hell.
She was a junkie. A full-blown Cal Bridgestone junkie.
“Eyes off the prize, sport.” Mike Paul grinned and got to his feet. He clapped Cal on the back. “You gonna stay for a drink?”
