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she’d watched walk in.
“Now or never, I guess. Wish me luck?” She didn’t know why she sounded so unsure, but she settled on the idea that it was either she was scared he wouldn’t wish her luck or she was petrified of her first night at work.
“Good luck, love,” he said with a warm smile.
Lily felt her cheeks flush hotly, the intensity of his smile going straight to her stomach while her knees weakened at his pet name for her.
Cain relished the effect he had on her.
He watched her bounce away towards the other girls, her beauty clearly outshining them as she joined the crowd under the pale yellow lights. He mused how they danced on her hair, making it vivid and bright, almost as bright as the smile she had on her face as she turned back to look at him. It hit him hard in the stomach, his knees turning to jelly as it grew wider, causing her eyes to narrow. He could see the other girls watching her closely and couldn’t stop himself from smiling back at her, making them all frown in jealously.
Chuckling quietly, he took another drag on his cigarette and watched the first of the night’s patrons walk in through the door, hoping they would be good to his girl and keep their hands to themselves.
* * *
Cain looked up at the clock above the bar. It was nearing midnight and the room was crowded. People brushed against him as he sat on his stool at the bar, quietly enjoying his bourbon and pondering just what the hell was happening in his life. Sucking his cheeks in and staring at the amber liquid in front of him, he inhaled deeply, trying to catch a smell of her flowery scent in the smoke filled room.
Jack walked past him on the other side of the bar and then stopped, moved backwards a few steps and looked down at him.
He realized something was wrong straight away.
“Okay, fess up.” Leaning against the bar, Jack placed the empty glasses he was holding down beside him.
“What?” Cain looked up dreamily and blinked.
“Something’s up, man. Do I look blind?”
“Nothing. Just a long two days.” Cain sipped his bourbon and arched a brow, his look thoughtful.
Jack wasn’t the slightest bit convinced.
“I bet. She’s a real pretty one ain’t she?” He looked over at Lily where she was serving a table full of girls and then down at his friend.
“Yeah,” Cain said and then backtracked. “I mean, don’t know who you’re talking about.”
Jack just chuckled and enjoyed the indifferent expression on his friend’s face.
“Try again without the dreamy sigh and the moon eyes.” He laughed. Cain scowled at him and tapped his left trigger finger against the bar. He stopped laughing and swallowed. “Hey, we have an agreement, no threatening the barkeep.”
Cain’s lips broke into a wide smile. Like he’d ever hurt Jack. Not for a million dollars.
“Better,” Jack said and nodded towards Lily. “So, do you want to tell me just what is going on, because your excuse doesn’t cut it anymore. Sure, she’s a runaway and you don’t want her to end up like you, but now that I’ve seen her and the way you act around her, you expect me to believe that’s the only reason you’re helping her?”
Lighting a cigarette, Cain bought himself time to think. Jack was ruthless when it came to questioning, and he knew that he wasn’t going to get away with telling him a lie or even a half truth. Jack could sniff out when Cain didn’t tell him the whole truth.
“Fine.” He held his hands up and gave Jack a look that said he’d won. “It’s nothing emotional. She saw me about two minutes after the alley balls up. I killed the driver, but the cops saw. I’ve been told to lie low, for fuck’s sake. Me! I never fuck up, Jack, you know that, but I fucked up royally that night. When I hit the asphalt, she was there, standing in the pouring fucking rain and damn near freezing to death. I did the only thing I could think of, I grabbed her and dragged her along with me. She thinks I saved her. I
“Now or never, I guess. Wish me luck?” She didn’t know why she sounded so unsure, but she settled on the idea that it was either she was scared he wouldn’t wish her luck or she was petrified of her first night at work.
“Good luck, love,” he said with a warm smile.
Lily felt her cheeks flush hotly, the intensity of his smile going straight to her stomach while her knees weakened at his pet name for her.
Cain relished the effect he had on her.
He watched her bounce away towards the other girls, her beauty clearly outshining them as she joined the crowd under the pale yellow lights. He mused how they danced on her hair, making it vivid and bright, almost as bright as the smile she had on her face as she turned back to look at him. It hit him hard in the stomach, his knees turning to jelly as it grew wider, causing her eyes to narrow. He could see the other girls watching her closely and couldn’t stop himself from smiling back at her, making them all frown in jealously.
Chuckling quietly, he took another drag on his cigarette and watched the first of the night’s patrons walk in through the door, hoping they would be good to his girl and keep their hands to themselves.
* * *
Cain looked up at the clock above the bar. It was nearing midnight and the room was crowded. People brushed against him as he sat on his stool at the bar, quietly enjoying his bourbon and pondering just what the hell was happening in his life. Sucking his cheeks in and staring at the amber liquid in front of him, he inhaled deeply, trying to catch a smell of her flowery scent in the smoke filled room.
Jack walked past him on the other side of the bar and then stopped, moved backwards a few steps and looked down at him.
He realized something was wrong straight away.
“Okay, fess up.” Leaning against the bar, Jack placed the empty glasses he was holding down beside him.
“What?” Cain looked up dreamily and blinked.
“Something’s up, man. Do I look blind?”
“Nothing. Just a long two days.” Cain sipped his bourbon and arched a brow, his look thoughtful.
Jack wasn’t the slightest bit convinced.
“I bet. She’s a real pretty one ain’t she?” He looked over at Lily where she was serving a table full of girls and then down at his friend.
“Yeah,” Cain said and then backtracked. “I mean, don’t know who you’re talking about.”
Jack just chuckled and enjoyed the indifferent expression on his friend’s face.
“Try again without the dreamy sigh and the moon eyes.” He laughed. Cain scowled at him and tapped his left trigger finger against the bar. He stopped laughing and swallowed. “Hey, we have an agreement, no threatening the barkeep.”
Cain’s lips broke into a wide smile. Like he’d ever hurt Jack. Not for a million dollars.
“Better,” Jack said and nodded towards Lily. “So, do you want to tell me just what is going on, because your excuse doesn’t cut it anymore. Sure, she’s a runaway and you don’t want her to end up like you, but now that I’ve seen her and the way you act around her, you expect me to believe that’s the only reason you’re helping her?”
Lighting a cigarette, Cain bought himself time to think. Jack was ruthless when it came to questioning, and he knew that he wasn’t going to get away with telling him a lie or even a half truth. Jack could sniff out when Cain didn’t tell him the whole truth.
“Fine.” He held his hands up and gave Jack a look that said he’d won. “It’s nothing emotional. She saw me about two minutes after the alley balls up. I killed the driver, but the cops saw. I’ve been told to lie low, for fuck’s sake. Me! I never fuck up, Jack, you know that, but I fucked up royally that night. When I hit the asphalt, she was there, standing in the pouring fucking rain and damn near freezing to death. I did the only thing I could think of, I grabbed her and dragged her along with me. She thinks I saved her. I
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