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Finally, the basket came out and she quickly snatched it out.

"I'll see you at the restaurant at seven-thirty," Evie said as she quickly made her way out of the room. Maybe she should be more supportive of her sister, but her mother was making it difficult.

She pulled her phone looking to see if Cash had texted her back at all. Their tee time was hours ago...he had to be done right? But so far, the last text was the one telling her that Bryan was there.

Evie - I'm so sorry, my phone got confiscated in the name of tranquility. Are things okay there?

She waited for his reply but nothing, he was probably just finishing up. She got in her car and headed home to get ready for the night.

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Cash

Cash walked up to Evie's door. He was wearing a suit with a dark shirt underneath. He wasn't going to be caught underdressed again. He was trying to shake some of the shame that kept popping up from the game. He was out of his element in every way. From playing a sport he wasn't good at, to people with so much money they didn't know what to do with. Even though he tried to remind himself he had money now, he didn't fucking care about it. He hadn't grown up with it. And sure, it was nice because he was able to help his sister and his mom and have nice shit, but he would never equate it with what a person had to offer or their fucking value in society.

He closed his eyes and blew out a breath, trying to clear his head before he knocked on the door and Evie was there, because there was no clearing his head when she was around.

After another moment, he knocked on the door. He was glad he had taken that moment because the sight of her took his breath away. She stood before him in a romper with short shorts. He had never seen this much leg on her before when she wasn't naked. The top was a long sleeve in a wrap style, but it plunged deep, revealing cleavage he just wanted to shove his face between. Her hair fell soft around her face, and she had deep red lips. He stood there staring at her with a hard on like a drooling teenager.

"Hi," she said breathlessly. "Are you ready?"

"Evie, you look amazing. Like, really amazing." He slid his hand around her waist and kissed her. "Are you sure we have to go?" he asked as he leaned his forehead to hers.

Evie pulled away and pushed at his chest. "I want nothing more than to go inside and cuddle up on the couch with you right now, don't make this any harder."

"I don't think it could be any harder," he said, bringing her hand down to his rock-hard cock.

"That is not helping," she said, removing her hand. "Let's go," she said with a hand to his chest and a gentle nudge. He took that hand and pressed a kiss to it before tucking that hand in the crook of his arm and guiding her to his truck.

"If we must," he said, opening the door and helping her up. "You really do look incredible," he said, dropping a sweet kiss to her lips before closing her front door and making his way over to the passenger's side to help her in.

They made it to the restaurant with his hand on her bare thigh the entire time. He just needed to get through dinner with the wedding party, drinks and dancing with his girl, then he would take her home and take her out of this sexy outfit that was scrambling his brain.

After finding a parking spot he hopped out and helped her out, and they walked into the restaurant hand in hand. Something about that simple gesture centered him. He had felt so out of place in the golf game today, but here with her by his side he felt like he belonged because there was no doubt in his mind, he belonged with her.

They joined the party and ordered drinks. He sat next to Evie and her sister.

"Cash, this is my sister Ellie. Ellie, this is Cash."

"Hello," she said with an easy smile. She looked similar to Evie, with the same smooth skin and dark brown hair and elegant smile, but she was lacking Evie's luscious curves. "I've heard so much about you."

"Likewise," he said with his charming smile. "Congratulations on the wedding."

"Thank you."

At that moment the waiter showed up to take their order. He slid his hand on Evie's thigh under the table and let his fingers grip her bare inner thigh. He bent down and said just loud enough for her to hear. "Baby girl, these shorts are driving me insane." He squeezed her thigh. She just looked up at him with a heated gaze. Fuck, this was going to be a long night being this close with her looking the way she did.

"Cash Hawthorn, right? You play for the Magic?" asked the man sitting across the table.

"That's right," he said, reaching out to shake the man's hand.

"Trent Thomas, we didn't get to talk much at the golf outing today," he said with a polite smile.

"No, I was pretty busy sucking at it," Cash said with a self-deprecating smile

“You weren’t that bad,” said Allen who was sitting next to him.

“That’s debatable,” Cash said, finding his easy charm. “But I was happy to be there to help you celebrate your day, man.”

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