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“Come on, please? You don’t have to stay late. Just…come. Please? For me?”
I cave with a nod. “Alright, fine. I’m not staying long though. One drink.”
She giggles, clapping her hands and jumping up and down. “Seven at Rebels.”
I nod as I turn to walk around the truck. “See you there.”
I drive Dad back home and get start on making lunch for the boys. I grill up some cheese sandwiches until they're just the right amount of toasted and whip up a quick batch of tomato soup. It’s going on six when I decide to get ready to head to meetup with Dallas and some other friends. I curl my long, blonde hair and then run my fingers through it to break up the curls. I add some makeup and then stand to find something to wear. I pull on some cut-off jean shorts that fit me like a glove. I add on a fitted tank top, some jewelry, and then my favorite wedged sandals.
I manage to slip out of the house, undetected by my dad, but Ethan spots me trying to climb into the truck.
“Where you going dressed like that?”
I shut the door and lean out the open window. “Dressed like what?”
His brows lift. He knows I know what he’s talking about. He glances over his shoulder. "You better go before hard-ass catches you.”
I smile. “Thank you.” I quickly start the truck and turn it around as I make my way down the long, gravel driveway. A glance in the rearview mirror shows Elijah stepping up beside Ethan. He points at the truck, probably grilling Ethan about where I'm off to, but Ethan just shrugs, playing it cool. I can only imagine the talk they’re having right now.
It doesn’t stop me though. I drive straight to the only bar in town. I park my truck and walk inside. The place is already filled with people and the jukebox is blaring out as I walk toward Dallas. She sees me and pulls me in for a hug when I step up to her.
“You made it!”
I chuckle. “I told you I would.”
"Never doubted you," she replies with a smirk. "I just figured you’d be late because you had to sneak out or something.”
“I’m twenty-two. I don’t have to sneak out,” I remind her.
She chuckles. “Okay. Let's get drinks.” She pulls me toward the bar and when I lean against it, the person sitting directly across from me is none other than Adam Novak.
His blue eyes narrow on mine and his jaw twitches. A long sigh leaves my lips. I would kill to be with him just one time. Just once. However, if my brother ever found out about it, he and I would both be dead. Still, it’s fun to think about.
Elijah and Adam used to be best friends back in high school, but something happened between them and they’ve hated one another since. The two of us know that we can have anyone in town, but each other. And of course, there’s only one thing I want and it’s him.
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Chapter two – Adam
I throw back a shot and when I put the glass down, I find Elena sitting across the bar from me. Her hazel eyes have doubled in size and her plump lips have parted. I like to think I cause a reaction in her, that I take her breath away, but who knows if that’s true. Her friend distracts her and they get their drinks, turning and walking back to their table.
As Elena walks away, I get a full view of her. She’s wearing a tiny pair of cut-off jeans shorts and she’s wearing wedged sandals so her long tan legs have a nice shape to them. My mouth waters as I imagine how they’d feel wrapped around my hips as I sink into that tight little body of hers. She’s wearing a white tank top that’s fitted to her every curve. It makes her waist look narrow, her stomach flat, and her boobs are pushed high. My hands itch to feel their weight. Her long blonde hair is curled perfectly, framing her face and hanging down her back. How did a town this small get someone so absolutely mouthwatering is beyond me. Fuck, how the Hart family ended up with such a sexy woman is beyond me.
I know her family well. Her older brother, Elijah, and I go way back. We played little league together as kids. We spent our summers riding our dirt bikes through the mud. We started kindergarten together and we were the best of friends up until our senior year of high school. That’s when everything changed. Things came between us, life, girls, sports, popularity. We drifted apart and then the worst thing of all happened. I ended up sleeping with the girl he was seeing at the time. She wanted it. It was easy for me. I was drunk and honestly didn’t even know who I was fucking. It was all about numbing the pain, and I was always game for that. When Elijah found out, the fallout was rough. We threw punches but held back the worst of it, still clinging to a shred of that old friendship. We haven't spoken since, except for the occasional cold stare across a crowded room.
Actually, he spoke to me once more after that. We were twenty-eight and Elena was eighteen. It was her eighteenth birthday to be exact. Her friend, Dallas, threw her a birthday party, and the whole town was invited. I showed up and Elijah just happened to catch me checking out his sister. He came straight up to me, his warning clear as day: If I laid a finger on her, he'd make me regret it. I've kept my hands to myself since, but every time I see her, it's a battle to walk away.
I've noticed Elena's glances too, seems like she's got a taste for the off-limits just like me. But in a place where gossip travels faster than light, even a 'hello' could stir up a storm. Better to steer clear, I guess. Chasing this could only mean trouble.
“Hey, stranger,” Ashely slides onto my lap with a big smile and her tits pushed together, barely covered by her low-cut top.
My eyes move from hers, down to her chest, and back up. Who needs Elena Hart anyway? I have more than enough women who would die for a night with me.
“Another round of shots,” I order, doing everything I can to push Elena from my mind.
Hours pass and in that amount of time, I’ve had several beers and several shots. I’ve been sought out by multiple women here, but they're just shadows compared to her. My focus is razor-sharp on Elena. She's got this casual way of tossing back her beer, the games of darts and pool just foreplay to her real show. I watch her dance, wetting my lips when she begins to move her hips to the beat of the music.
Suddenly a guy steps up behind her. He puts his greedy hands on her hips and presses his groin into her ass. She looks over her shoulder at him with a sexy smile. Then her eyes meet mine and my back goes straight.
