“You know, I’m really getting sick and tired of every single man in my life thinking they know better about what I need than I do.”
Duncan glares down at me, crossing his arms. His biceps flex. He definitely wants to punch Cash.
“If you’re making these kinds of decisions and dating Williams here, then you obviously need to have someone check your judgment.”
Duncan’s eyes are focused above me. Cash is taller than him. I can only imagine the look he’s getting from Cash when Ava tugs on his arm.
“Come on, baby, we don’t need to deal with these two.”
Linking arms with Duncan, she drags him down the hallway. He glares at the two of us in their wake. I watch asthey disappear around the corner before stepping out of Cash’s arms and pushing him out of arms’ reach.
“Okay, what in the hell is going on here? Am I in the twilight zone or something?” I hiss at him, in case someone walks by and hears us.
Cash shrugs. “You looked like you needed help.”
“I was doing just fine.”
“You were?” His mouth tilts up into a smile as he looks down at the pile of towels that I’m still standing in. “Because it seems to me like you’re in a pretty smelly situation.”
“Why’d you come to my rescue?” I ask. Whether I like it or not, Cash bailed me out of a situation that could have ended badly.
“Like I said, it looked like you needed help.”
“But…” I let my words trail off as I think of last night and the moody man standing in front of me who wanted nothing to do with me. “I left you. I told you I wouldn’t help you.”
Cash scrubs a hand over his face. “Because I was a dick to you. The more I thought about this situation, the more it wasn’t fair to you. I’m not the best at conveying my feelings to people.”
“Really? Never would have guessed.” I laugh.
“Oh good. There you two are.” A new voice enters the hallway.
Cassie is the epitome of a power woman in her black pencil skirt and white blouse. The red soles of her shoes carry her directly to us.
“Piper. Have you given more thought to myarrangement?” Cassie quirks a brow at me before returning to the beeping on her phone.
“Listen, Cassie?—”
I interrupt Cash. “I’m in.”
It’s a split-second decision, but Cash came to my rescue. As broody as he is, it’s only right that I come to his.
What’s a few months, right?
“You are?” they both ask at the same time.
“Why does that surprise you?” It steels my resolve. I want to prove these people wrong—that I can do this.
“I thought Cash would have scared you off,” Cassie tells me.
“Hey!” he retorts.
“Fair.” I laugh, not confirming to her that he almost did.
“I’ll have a ticket at will call for you at tomorrow’s game.” Cassie is back typing on her phone. “You’ll be with the rest of the wives and girlfriends, and I expect to see you in the family suite after.”
“The family suite?”
“Have to make it believable.” Cassie leaves in a whirl of expensive perfume.
