frowned.
“ Don’t remind me.”
He leaned down and kissed her before she could disappear into her thoughts again. He didn’t want to give her a moment to doubt starting a relationship with him. Now that he’d had a taste of her, he wanted to make sure he didn’t lose her.
“ Dream of me,” he whispered against her lips. “When you crawl into bed, remember how this feels.” He closed his lips over hers until he felt her shiver with want. Then he backed away slowly and left, leaving her standing in the middle of the room, her lips swollen from his.
When he got back to the apartment, the first thing he did was swallow a few pills and suck it all down with a cold beer. Then he made his way into the shower and stood under the hottest water he could stand on his skin. By the time he stepped out, his muscles were relaxed and he felt almost human.
That was until he heard the message from Roman.
“ Hey man it’s me. Um, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’ve found her. Marissa, that is. I’m staying longer. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Keep covering for me will you? Oh, don’t tell the family. Not yet. I’ll be in touch.”
That was it. The line went dead. Roman’s voice had sounded off. Instantly, he picked up his phone and shot a text off to his brother.
- What the heck? You’d better call me back.
He waited a few minutes and then sent another.
-I’m not covering for you too much longer. I want answers. Is she okay?
Finally, ten minutes later, as he was crawling into bed, he heard his phone beep.
- She’s fine. I’ll tell you more later. Pls just cover for me.
-Okay. Where are you?
-later. Night.
Cole slammed his phone down before he threw it. How was he supposed keep covering for him? Already that day Marcus had cornered him and demanded to know what was up. Thankfully, the day had been so busy, he’d been able to avoid answering.
He knew he wasn’t going to be as lucky next time and dreaded having to explain that Roman had gone off and found Marissa and kept it a secret from everyone else.
Chapter Seven
T he next day Wendy was back at work and loving every minute of it. Monday mornings were usually slower, but since it was the weekend before July Fourth, and they had a week full of live bands playing, the place was jammed.
She loved it when The Whalers, a local band who’d been playing at the bar and grill since opening, played. Mike, the guitar player and singer had tried many times to get her to go out with him, but she just couldn’t get past the fact that he was stuck in the 80s. Besides, he just wasn’t her type. No, her type seemed to be blond, bad-boy surfers who had a knack for pissing her off. She glanced at the doorway and frowned when he walked in with Shelly on his arm. She knew that Shelly was completely devoted to Marcus, but the least Cole could do was not flirt with her so much.
She turned her eyes back to the beer she’d been building and scowled when it flowed over, soaking her hand in the process.
“ Got something, or should I say someone, on your mind tonight?” Alan chuckled behind her back.
“ No! Shut up!” she whispered as she slid the drink across the bar and took the next order. She lived for busy nights and had a knack for always getting her orders right. No matter how many people were standing on the other side of the bar, she kept track of each and every one. Tonight wasn’t going to even be a challenge, but it was still fun in her book.
“ Hey,” she heard Cole’s voice behind her. She turned to smile at the pair.
“ Hi.” She made a point to look towards the door. “Missing someone?”
Shelly laughed and hung her arm over Cole’s shoulders, causing a little shiver of jealousy to rush down Wendy’s spine. “Marcus will be along shortly. Cole was nice enough to walk me over.”
She nodded, not trusting her voice. “What’ll you have?” It wasn’t that she
“ Don’t remind me.”
He leaned down and kissed her before she could disappear into her thoughts again. He didn’t want to give her a moment to doubt starting a relationship with him. Now that he’d had a taste of her, he wanted to make sure he didn’t lose her.
“ Dream of me,” he whispered against her lips. “When you crawl into bed, remember how this feels.” He closed his lips over hers until he felt her shiver with want. Then he backed away slowly and left, leaving her standing in the middle of the room, her lips swollen from his.
When he got back to the apartment, the first thing he did was swallow a few pills and suck it all down with a cold beer. Then he made his way into the shower and stood under the hottest water he could stand on his skin. By the time he stepped out, his muscles were relaxed and he felt almost human.
That was until he heard the message from Roman.
“ Hey man it’s me. Um, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’ve found her. Marissa, that is. I’m staying longer. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Keep covering for me will you? Oh, don’t tell the family. Not yet. I’ll be in touch.”
That was it. The line went dead. Roman’s voice had sounded off. Instantly, he picked up his phone and shot a text off to his brother.
- What the heck? You’d better call me back.
He waited a few minutes and then sent another.
-I’m not covering for you too much longer. I want answers. Is she okay?
Finally, ten minutes later, as he was crawling into bed, he heard his phone beep.
- She’s fine. I’ll tell you more later. Pls just cover for me.
-Okay. Where are you?
-later. Night.
Cole slammed his phone down before he threw it. How was he supposed keep covering for him? Already that day Marcus had cornered him and demanded to know what was up. Thankfully, the day had been so busy, he’d been able to avoid answering.
He knew he wasn’t going to be as lucky next time and dreaded having to explain that Roman had gone off and found Marissa and kept it a secret from everyone else.
Chapter Seven
T he next day Wendy was back at work and loving every minute of it. Monday mornings were usually slower, but since it was the weekend before July Fourth, and they had a week full of live bands playing, the place was jammed.
She loved it when The Whalers, a local band who’d been playing at the bar and grill since opening, played. Mike, the guitar player and singer had tried many times to get her to go out with him, but she just couldn’t get past the fact that he was stuck in the 80s. Besides, he just wasn’t her type. No, her type seemed to be blond, bad-boy surfers who had a knack for pissing her off. She glanced at the doorway and frowned when he walked in with Shelly on his arm. She knew that Shelly was completely devoted to Marcus, but the least Cole could do was not flirt with her so much.
She turned her eyes back to the beer she’d been building and scowled when it flowed over, soaking her hand in the process.
“ Got something, or should I say someone, on your mind tonight?” Alan chuckled behind her back.
“ No! Shut up!” she whispered as she slid the drink across the bar and took the next order. She lived for busy nights and had a knack for always getting her orders right. No matter how many people were standing on the other side of the bar, she kept track of each and every one. Tonight wasn’t going to even be a challenge, but it was still fun in her book.
“ Hey,” she heard Cole’s voice behind her. She turned to smile at the pair.
“ Hi.” She made a point to look towards the door. “Missing someone?”
Shelly laughed and hung her arm over Cole’s shoulders, causing a little shiver of jealousy to rush down Wendy’s spine. “Marcus will be along shortly. Cole was nice enough to walk me over.”
She nodded, not trusting her voice. “What’ll you have?” It wasn’t that she
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