step up to the plate was pure anger, and when his eyes flashed to mine they were filled with something else… Longing? No. I couldn’t think about the possibility of desire in Cade’s expression. That had me shuddering for an entirely different reason.
But what was etched most deeply into my memory was the smug look on his face, the certainty that I wouldn’t have the guts to show up today.
That, coupled with my mother’s disapproving glances and not-so-subtle hints about setting me up with Peter Wyndham III were enough to convince me. Even though I’d scrubbed away every trace of his writing from my skin, I remembered the address. 715 Evergreen Terrace.
Not that I was actually going to go. God, could you imagine? Sorry, Mom and Dad, I have to cut this horrendous lunch short to go meet a porn star so I can lose my virginity. Ha! I choked on my water at the absurdity.
The few bites of solid food in my stomach and multiple glasses of iced water had returned me to my former self. I would go to Cade—but only to tell him off. Who the hell did he think he was? Offering his services like it was a total inconvenience for him, but still agreeing to take my virginity? I shuddered. He was about to get an earful.
My parents insisted on dessert, since it was my birthday after all, so I forced down several bites of cheesecake before saying goodbye to my parents. Once they were gone, I made my way to the restroom inside the restaurant and scanned my appearance in the full-length mirror. I adjusted the spaghetti straps of the form-fitting, cream-colored sundress and smoothed the fabric over my hips. Everything about my look, from the coral gloss on my lips to my French-pedicured feet encased in gold designer sandals ensured Cade would understand I was way out of his league. Satisfied I looked as good as I could manage on a hangover I straightened my shoulders and grabbed my handbag. This had nothing to do with seeing Cade again, and everything to do with letting him see what he’d never have.
When I pulled up in front of 715 Evergreen Terrace, I figured there had to be some sort of mistake. He’d probably given me a fake address, since I doubted Cade, the porn-star hottie lived in this suburban, middle-class neighborhood.
I put my car into park and switched off the engine. The house itself was small, but neat and tidy, its white siding freshly painted. A row of trimmed hedges bordered the small yard.
A black pick-up truck was parked in the driveway, but other than that, there was no telling if anyone was home. I checked my appearance in the rearview mirror one last time, took a deep breath and left the safety of my car before I chickened out completely.
I didn’t get very far. A school bus had stopped on the corner, letting off a small army of children. The noisy kids scattered in different directions, parading home along the streets and sidewalks, but my attention was momentarily captured by a bright-eyed little girl, smaller than all the rest, who hobbled her way past me with the help of a tiny walker. She spared me a curious glance, but continued on, her eyes shining with determination.
‘Caden!’ she called, struggling to make her legs carry her in the direction of the house, where Cade had appeared on the front lawn. He crossed the last few feet separating them and lifted her easily from the ground, the walker momentarily left aside.
‘How was school, baby girl?’ He planted a kiss in her blonde curls before lowering her to the ground.
‘It was good. I colored a picture of a butterfly for you today.’
‘Yeah? That sounds real nice. Is it in your backpack?’
She nodded, her curls bouncing as she did so. The pink backpack was nearly as big as she was. I thought maybe he’d take the bag from her shoulders, or help her up the ramp that led up to the porch, but he just looked on proudly as her little figure slowly shuffled upward, pushing the walker out in front of her with each step.
The little girl had captured Cade’s complete attention and he’d yet to even notice me.
‘Cade?’ My voice sounded shaky and uneven even to my own ears.
He spun around and looked at me, still waiting by my car at the curb. ‘Alexa?’ Confusion etched into his features, creasing his brow.
Shit. I so should not have come. All my earlier venom about wanting to tell him off had evaporated at watching him with the little girl.
I watched as he connected the dots in his head, and the surprised expression on his face disappeared, a slow smile curving his lips. ‘So you really want to go through with it, do you?’
And the venom was back. I marched across the yard, stopping just in front of him, and jabbed my finger into his chest. ‘I’m not here to have sex with you, you sleazebag. You didn’t think I’d show, so I only came here to prove you wrong.’
The front door opened and the little girl peeked out. ‘Caden?’ Her voice was full of questions and her eyes widened at the sight of me so close to Cade. I dropped my hand from his chest and stepped back. It was hard to be mad at him when such a sweet little girl obviously adored him.
‘It’s okay, Lily. Go on back in the house. I’ll be in to help you with your stretches in just a minute.’
She scratched her belly and sighed. ‘Can you make me a peanut butter and jelly?’
He chuckled. ‘Sure will. Go turn on your ‘toons for a minute.’
‘M’kay!’ she called happily, closing the door behind her as she disappeared inside.
‘Is she…yours?’
He ran a hand across his hair and blew out a frustrated breath. ‘Lily’s my sister, but I have full custody. I have since she was three.’
‘Oh.’ He was raising his little sister? I took a step back at the weight of this new information. The strong bond between them was undeniable. ‘Is it scoliosis?’ I asked softly.
‘Spina bifida,’ he said, his eyes far away.
‘Oh,’ I said again. I knew it was a crippling childhood disease that left the spine twisted and often affected the legs, but not much else. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘We manage,’ he bit out.
‘I can see that. Look, I’m sorry. Why don’t we just forget I ever came here?’ I wanted to take another step back, to disappear entirely, but I remained where I was, fighting the urge to run.
‘Why did you come here?’ His gaze sparked with curiosity, the challenge in his tone unmistakable.
His eyes raked over my skin, and sent a brief chill skittering down my spine. I cursed myself for wearing this damn sundress and for how much skin was showing. My breasts pressed against the thin cotton fabric, reminding me this dress didn’t accommodate for a bra and left me feeling a little too on display. I hated how his mere presence left me off balance and reeling.
‘At least a little part of you was curious. You wouldn’t have shown up otherwise.’ He touched my shoulder, his thumb brushing along the exposed flesh next to the strap of my dress.
My eyes shut briefly at the intensity in his caress, and I uselessly opened and closed my mouth, unable to respond. Heck yeah, I was curious. I was curious what his stubble-covered jaw would feel like against my skin and what his full mouth would feel like covering mine.
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