Page 64 of Cash

She wanted to say no. She wanted to run back to Cash and leave, or better yet have Cash punch him in the face and then leave. But maybe if she heard him out this could all be over.

“Fine. Yes. What do you want to show me?” She huffed in irritation.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. There on the screen was a picture of Cash suited up with blood in the corner of his mouth and an almost unrecognizable glare on his face. Next one was of Cash mid fight looking like the warrior he was.

“Ummm. I do know he plays hockey, and he gets in fights on ice. It’s all part of the game.”

“Keep going…” Bryan said, gesturing to the phone.

And so, she kept scrolling, another picture of Cash battered on the bench although this time he had a missing tooth.

“Again… lots of players have missing teeth. It’s clearly fixed…” But as she kept scrolling, she saw other pictures, these pictures were harder to look at because these pictures had more to do with the other part of his reputation.

She was scrolling fast because she didn’t want to look at Cash with other women. She scrolled through picture after picture of different women on his arm. The one of him signing a women’s chest stung a little more, but she knew this. She knew who he was. But here scrolling through picture after picture of him with different women, each one more beautiful than the next she could feel her confidence slipping. When she came to a picture of him kissing another woman she was done. She shoved the phone back to Bryan. Her head was spinning.

“Are you sure he’s done?”

Evie just nodded. She had been sure before, but that certainty was absent in this moment. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath but jerked back as she felt a hand caress her cheek.

"Are you telling me that there is nothing here anymore? Your date for the night aside, you can't tell me you don't feel this," he said as he slid his arm around her waist and tried to kiss her.

She pulled back and slapped him. "Don't you dare try that. I’m here with someone else. I’m with someone else period. We could’ve been cordial Bryan but not anymore. We are done. We've been done."

She turned on her heel and walked back into the bar. The thumping music was cursing through her. She walked up to the table where her sister was sitting. She picked up the shot that was in front of Ellie and tossed it back.

"Have you seen Cash?" she asked.

"No. Is everything okay?" her sister asked.

"Fine. Bryan is here, but he is not welcome."

"Okay...I'll ask him to leave," Ellie said, giving her a careful look.

"I already did. I need to find Cash."

She turned and made her way to the bar beside the dance floor. Her stomach dropped clear to the floor, and she had to grab the wall next to her to hold her up. She found him pinned to the wall with another woman, her hand sank into his hair whispering in her ear. The room started to spin around her. She wasn't sure if it was the booze or the shock of finding him like that, but whatever the reason she needed to get out of here. She turned to leave.

"Evie," she heard him call out behind her. She didn't stop, she made it to the table and grabbed her clutch and had almost made it out of the bar by the time he caught up to her.

"Evie, what's wrong?" Cash asked, concern covering his brow.

Finally, she stopped and spun asking "Who was that?"

"Who?"

"That woman who just had you pinned to the wall. Who was she?"

"Woah, she did not have me pinned to the wall.” He said throwing his hands up in a defensive gesture. “And she’s no one."

"Just like the other girl at the bar”

"Evie. I’m here with you. Period."

"Did you sleep with her?" She demanded.

Cash sighed and shook his head. "Evie, don't do this?"

"Did you?"

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