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to look at him. That will distract me for a little while at least.
An hour later I’m dressed in my favorite skinny jeans with the fancy designs on the pockets, a hot pink off the shoulder sweater and my grey high heeled boots. I grab my grey shawl to match my shoes and I switch out my purse for my pink clutch. I’ve styled my hair into a high messy up do because I know having my neck exposed will drive Cooper crazy. I can’t help but want to tease him a little more. Just to add smoke to the fire, I’ve done my make-up a little darker; I hardly ever wear make-up but I know that making myself look sultry will get to Cooper.
I hear him barreling up the stairs, probably to tell me to hurry the hell up. I grab my clutch and meet him at the door before he can even say anything.
Cooper takes in my appearance and I watch him swallow hard a few times. “Damn.” He says under his breath.
I smile sweetly, “Guess I’ve got your stamp of approval?”
Cooper rubs at the scruff on his face and a smile breaks across his beautiful lips. “Yeah, I guess you do.”
Cooper turns the light off as I walk past him and down the stairs. He’s already got the truck running and cleared off. I hadn’t even realized it was snowing.
I turn to look at Cooper, “Should we still go? It’s coming down pretty hard.”
Cooper shrugs, “Yeah we’ll be fine. We aren’t going far.”
We climb into the truck and buckle ourselves in. “So where are we going anyway?”
“Oceans,” Cooper smiles. “Cole’s back in town.”
I smile brightly. I love Cole’s music and he’s an overall good guy. I even overlook the fact that he was involved with Lily. The drive to Oceans is slow but we make it safe and sound. The parking lot is full, which doesn’t surprise me. Cole’s band knows how to draw a crowd.
Cooper finds a parking spot and when we pull in I reach down for my purse and place a hand on the door handle but he stops me. “I’ll come around and open the door.”
I smile and nod. He’s being sweet and trying to make up for being an ass these last few days even though going out to a place like this bothers him. Going out with Cooper is sometimes an arduous process - since he’s a hometown player he gets recognized a lot and he doesn’t really like the attention. Well at least not anymore. Mason and he used to eat that shit up.
Cooper wears a simple pair of stone washed jeans that hang perfectly on his slender hips. Under his jacket he’s got a black polo, the sleeves of which strain against his bulging biceps, paired with his black Nikes and his black New York Yankees hat pulled down low. He’s handsome; I watch as he rounds the truck towards me and I get little butterflies in my stomach. I’m one lucky girl.
Cooper opens my door and holds a hand out for me. “Thanks.”
We walk hand in hand up to the door where a bouncer sits just inside. “What’s up Manny?” Cooper greets the man that’s sitting on a stool, dressed all in black with the club’s logo on the front of his shirt.
“Nothing much,” Manny looks in my direction and gives me a smile. “Eli’s already here. He said to tell you he’s waiting for you in a booth near the club.”
Cooper shakes Manny’s hand in that guy hand shake way that they do.
We weave around the crowd and spot a drop dead gorgeous Eli sitting in the booth by himself, looking all mouthwatering. When he spots us he tips his beer towards Cooper and me, and then stands to greet us. He shakes hands with Cooper, “’Bout time you showed up.”
Cooper laughs and pulls me closer to him. “Waiting on this girl, you know how they are.”
I jab Cooper a little with my elbow and he chuckles. Eli looks in my direction and I know when he recognizes me. His lip pulls up in a half smile. I divert my eyes towards the stage, looking for a distraction and to keep the blush at bay. I swear I hear Cooper growl and Eli chuckles.
“What’s up Jaylinn?” Eli’s raspy voice wraps around
An hour later I’m dressed in my favorite skinny jeans with the fancy designs on the pockets, a hot pink off the shoulder sweater and my grey high heeled boots. I grab my grey shawl to match my shoes and I switch out my purse for my pink clutch. I’ve styled my hair into a high messy up do because I know having my neck exposed will drive Cooper crazy. I can’t help but want to tease him a little more. Just to add smoke to the fire, I’ve done my make-up a little darker; I hardly ever wear make-up but I know that making myself look sultry will get to Cooper.
I hear him barreling up the stairs, probably to tell me to hurry the hell up. I grab my clutch and meet him at the door before he can even say anything.
Cooper takes in my appearance and I watch him swallow hard a few times. “Damn.” He says under his breath.
I smile sweetly, “Guess I’ve got your stamp of approval?”
Cooper rubs at the scruff on his face and a smile breaks across his beautiful lips. “Yeah, I guess you do.”
Cooper turns the light off as I walk past him and down the stairs. He’s already got the truck running and cleared off. I hadn’t even realized it was snowing.
I turn to look at Cooper, “Should we still go? It’s coming down pretty hard.”
Cooper shrugs, “Yeah we’ll be fine. We aren’t going far.”
We climb into the truck and buckle ourselves in. “So where are we going anyway?”
“Oceans,” Cooper smiles. “Cole’s back in town.”
I smile brightly. I love Cole’s music and he’s an overall good guy. I even overlook the fact that he was involved with Lily. The drive to Oceans is slow but we make it safe and sound. The parking lot is full, which doesn’t surprise me. Cole’s band knows how to draw a crowd.
Cooper finds a parking spot and when we pull in I reach down for my purse and place a hand on the door handle but he stops me. “I’ll come around and open the door.”
I smile and nod. He’s being sweet and trying to make up for being an ass these last few days even though going out to a place like this bothers him. Going out with Cooper is sometimes an arduous process - since he’s a hometown player he gets recognized a lot and he doesn’t really like the attention. Well at least not anymore. Mason and he used to eat that shit up.
Cooper wears a simple pair of stone washed jeans that hang perfectly on his slender hips. Under his jacket he’s got a black polo, the sleeves of which strain against his bulging biceps, paired with his black Nikes and his black New York Yankees hat pulled down low. He’s handsome; I watch as he rounds the truck towards me and I get little butterflies in my stomach. I’m one lucky girl.
Cooper opens my door and holds a hand out for me. “Thanks.”
We walk hand in hand up to the door where a bouncer sits just inside. “What’s up Manny?” Cooper greets the man that’s sitting on a stool, dressed all in black with the club’s logo on the front of his shirt.
“Nothing much,” Manny looks in my direction and gives me a smile. “Eli’s already here. He said to tell you he’s waiting for you in a booth near the club.”
Cooper shakes Manny’s hand in that guy hand shake way that they do.
We weave around the crowd and spot a drop dead gorgeous Eli sitting in the booth by himself, looking all mouthwatering. When he spots us he tips his beer towards Cooper and me, and then stands to greet us. He shakes hands with Cooper, “’Bout time you showed up.”
Cooper laughs and pulls me closer to him. “Waiting on this girl, you know how they are.”
I jab Cooper a little with my elbow and he chuckles. Eli looks in my direction and I know when he recognizes me. His lip pulls up in a half smile. I divert my eyes towards the stage, looking for a distraction and to keep the blush at bay. I swear I hear Cooper growl and Eli chuckles.
“What’s up Jaylinn?” Eli’s raspy voice wraps around
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