Page 10 of Wanted By You

We might not be on good terms, but I know in my heart, I’d still be there for her if she needed me. She was my best friend for eighteen years. We grew up together.

Hot, fresh tears stir up behind my glossy gaze.

“You’re such a liar,” Madison shouts with a frustrated scream and stomp of her heel.

The sight has me laughing despite myself. And since I’ve had a few too many, I say the things I don’t mean just to hurt her the way she hurt me. “Both of you can go to hell for all I care. Ride his little dick on the way down.” I push off the wall outside the bar and walk away with my heels in hand. Hopefully, appearing more confident than I feel.

“Fuck you, whore,” Colt shouts.

I chance a glance back over my shoulder. Only to see Duke Montgomery getting in Colt’s face alongside Tanner Wright and Stanley Hall.

What the hell is going on tonight?

“You better watch your fuckin’ mouth, boy,” Duke threatens, pushing Colt back with a bump of his broad, intimidating chest.

Madison tries to come after me, but the bouncer grabs her. The sight has me pausing, hurt washing over me in a tidal wave of emotions. Would she really try to hit me—to fightme? After everything?

Look-a-like-Butch gestures to real-Butch, tipping his head in the direction I’m heading. As if to tell him to follow me. And for some reason, he does. I don’t even know the Montgomerys like that. I fill their orders at Cup O’ Joe and hear a few things here and there on the town gossip line, that’s it.

A massive shadow falls over mine under the dim glow of the parking lot lights. Turning around, I glare up. “Go. Away.”

“You’re drunk,” Butch huffs. “Let me take you home.”

I snort. “You’re right, Iamdrunk. And I’mthisclose—” I pause to make a tiny gesture with my fingers, “—to completely losing my shit. So, for the sake of yourself and your apparent twin. Leave. Me. Alone.”

“No.”

I shake my head, turning away from him with a sarcastic laugh bubbling out of me. “Why don’t you go throw away someone else’s disposable cup art.” I spin around to face him, all laughing ceased. “Why are you such an asshole anyway? That cup had two flowers on it. Two. And you had a damn cow over it. It. Was. A. Flower. It wasn’t gonna hurt your dickhead reputation any.”

Butch cocks a half grin, crossing his oversized—annoyingly sexy—tatted arms over his—annoyingly delicious looking—broad chest. I scoff, regarding him up and down to show my disinterest. Even though my drunken lady bits seem to be forgetting the dislike we have for this brute.

“I wish I had a fancy floral cup to throw in your face right now,” I sneer. “You’re such an ass, you know that? Of course, you do. You probablyloveto just crawl under people’s skin and ruintheir day. I bet that’s why you keep coming in every morning, just to piss me off.”

He waits a few beats, before his obnoxious presence asks, “You done?”

“No. I’m not,” I bite out, gesturing to the bar behind him. “I didn’t ask you to help me in there. I could’ve—” I stop myself short. Knowing in my current state, I couldn’t have done much to stop Colt from dragging me around. Heck, I was trying and it wasn’t doing squat. “Never mind,” I say quietly, turning away from him as the tears start to fall yet again.

Ugh.I hate crying like this.

His warm presence comes up behind me. “Let me take you home, Cassidy.”

I cross my arms over my chest, sniffling and watching down the street for this stupid white Ford to pick me up.

“Cassidy,” he grunts, sounding rather impatient. “You do realize you never confirmed your Uber.”

I freeze, trying and failing to remember if I did or not.No, I did. Did I?He’s messing with me…right? Slowly taking out my phone, I look and…he’s right. I didn’t. And now the car is over thirty minutes away.

Could this night get any worse?

I should be snuggled up in bed with my fat sausage dog. Not drunk crying in the local bar parking lot. Putting my head in my hands, I crouch down on the ground and sob.

“You got this over here, bro?”

“Yeah, we’re good. I’ll see you tomorrow at Ma’s,” Butch says. I hear heavy steps walk off, while a mass of muscle and man comes down beside me. “Cassidy, I’m going to give you one more chance to get in my truck so I can take you home before I put you there myself.”

I scoff sarcastically. “Yeah, okay.”

“Have it your way.”

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