Page 58 of Forbidden Dreams

The phone rings as soon as I slide on my jeans, and I look down to see it’s Brady. “Hello.”

“You ready?” he asks, and I can hear people in the background.

“I am,” I tell him, “but it sounds like you have a full house. Why don’t I just meet you there?”

He takes a full minute before he answers me. “Okay, then we’ll leave your car here and go home together.” My heart squeezes in my chest when he says that.

“Okay, I’m going to leave now and clock in early so I can help.”

“Okay, baby, drive safe,” he urges and disconnects before I have a chance to say anything to him. I pick up my keys and walk over to the car and make my way to the bar. It’s literally jam-packed by the time I get in.

“Hey,” I greet when I quickly walk in, seeing him behind the bar with another guy, who is new.

“Hey, baby,” he replies softly to me. “This is Aiden. He started today.”

“Hi, Aiden,” I say, holding up my hand. “I’m Harmony.” I look back at Brady. “I’ll hang my purse up and start.”

“Did you eat?” he asks, coming over to where I’m standing and putting his hand on my hip, pulling me a bit to him.

“I was still full from lunch,” I say, and he just nods at me, letting me go. I turn and walk to the closet, and I can feel him at my back. I walk in to hang up my purse, and he follows me in, closing the door behind him. I barely have time to turn back around before his arms are around me and his lips are on mine. I get on my tippy-toes, wrapping one arm around his shoulders while the other arm goes around his waist. The kiss is probably the best kiss he’s given me. I take that back; every kiss is the best kiss he’s given me. This is the best kiss he’s given me today.

“Hey, baby,” he whispers when he lets my lips go, “did you sleep?”

“I did, for a full four hours,” I inform him, and he smiles before he nods, then lets me go.

I walk out with him at the same time Janelle spots us. “Hey, you two,” she says, rushing to serve her drinks.

“What section am I in?” I ask, going over to punch in.

“You can take that section over there.” He points to the right. “I’ve been trying to serve them, but the tour this afternoon decided it would be a party if they stayed.”

“Got it,” I confirm, grabbing my pad and walking over to a couple of tables. When I look up, I see Emmett at one of them.

“Well, hello again,” he says with a sly smile as he sits back in his chair. He’s with a bunch of guys I saw at the barn.

“Hey,” I reply, smiling back at him, “how is Wyatt?”

“Almost threw up when he had to muck the stalls.” He snickers. “I’ll send you the video if you give me your number.” He smiles big. “Then I can call and officially ask you out on a date.”

“Fuck off,” I hear growled from behind me and look over at Brady, who stands with his arms crossed over his chest. The glare on his face even makes me laugh as I hear the table laugh with him. “I’m going to serve this table.”

“Aren’t you busy behind the bar?” I ask, and he ignores me but looks at Emmett.

“I’ll be watching you,” he warns Emmett.

“Good news, buddy, I’ll be watching something else.” Emmett leans back and folds his own arms over his chest.

“We aren’t serving you today,” Brady declares and turns to me. “They are cut off.”

He turns and walks away from the table. “It’s funnier fucking with him than when I was fucking with Charlie.”

“Be careful,” I caution him. “When the tables are turned, it’s not going to be as fun.”

“Darling, one would have to find someone worth it,” he shares, shaking his head. “Never had that opportunity.”

I let his words sink in and then take a deep breath. My mind wanders over to Brady, and I wonder why he’s still single. “What can I get you guys?” I push it from my mind and do my job.

I work for three hours straight, serving food and drinks. Brady makes it a point to always come closer to the POS system when I’m there. Every time I look up at him and find him looking at me, he winks at me, making all parts of me flutter and then get tingly. “Here,” he offers, handing me a bottle of water, “drink.”

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