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My eyes remain glued to hers. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

She laughs. Actually laughs. Right in my face. “Sure you don’t. Have a great night, Adrienne. Be safe.”

Shaking my head, I throw Jack a wave and risk a quick glance at Caden. He’s watching me, the corner of his mouth curled up. That slight gesture screams good time.

I wave casually at him too before returning my attention to work. Now that he’s gone, I feel myself relax even more. I’ve never let a guy get under my skin the way he has. It’s most definitely time to work him out of my system, and the best way to do that is to get horizontal. Or vertical. Something tells me he’s all about using his surroundings to his advantage.

Yeah, if Caden is a missionary position man, I’ll eat my shoe.

By the time the bar closes down and we have everything restocked and cleaned up, we’re all ready to go home. Isaac hands me my envelope with my cut of tonight’s tips, and I can’t help but notice it’s decisively thicker than normal. “Thank you.”

“No, thankyou.You did great tonight,” he replies.

I slip my envelope into my backpack and shrug. “I prefer bigger crowds over the small ones. A full house doesn’t bother me.”

“Well, we don’t do too many nights like tonight anymore, but if we ever do, we’d love to have you behind the bar. You’re great under pressure and the patrons love you.”

“Agreed,” Walker announces as he passes by. “You kicked ass tonight. Much better than the other guy, who made faces at the entertainment all night.”

“She’s my sister. It’s allowed,” Kellen bellows, making everyone laugh. As he approaches, he adds, “I don’t care if she’s my sister or not. She’s the best singer on country radio.”

“Spoken like a true big brother,” Jasper chimes in.

“Hell yes. Proud brother.” He tosses his towel into the empty bucket and takes the offered envelope from Isaac. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get home to Cameron. I have some boyfriendy duties to attend to.” With a wink, Kellen moves toward the back door.

“Come on, Adrienne, I’ll walk you out,” Jameson states.

Ensuring I have everything, I make my way to the rear entrance. Stevie’s brother holds open the door for me and stays by my side until I reach my car. “Thanks for walking me out.”

He nods in response, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Be safe.”

My mind flashes to when his half sister said the same thing earlier. Except, I’m pretty sure their meanings are different.

“I will. You too,” I reply, slipping into my car and firing it up. I throw him a wave as I back out of my spot and move to the street. I turn, driving toward home.

Toward the man who’s waiting for me.

It might be late—or early in the morning, depending on how you look at it—but I’m wide awake.

Tonight, Caden will be in my bed.

I can’t wait.

Chapter Seven

Caden

My blood is humming through my veins. As I sit in my SUV, waiting for Adrienne to get home from work, I can’t help but feel a mixture of anxiety and excitement. My palms have itched to touch this woman since I first laid eyes on her. I’ve dreamed about her, jacked off more times than I care to admit, and frankly, have worked myself into a tizzy. I want her, plain and simple.

Headlights catch my attention, and I watch as Adrienne pulls into the small lot and parks in front of her townhouse. My heart starts to beat a little faster as she climbs from her car. I do the same, hurrying over to hold her door open while she reaches in and grabs her backpack.

“Hmm,” she hums as I close the door. “A gentleman in the streets. Does that make you a freak in the sheets?” she quips, her smile lighting up her entire face.

“I’m more of a show-and-tell kinda guy, sugar.”

She chuckles, walking beside me as we move to her front door. “I don’t doubt that one bit.” When she releases the lock and steps inside, she turns to me and says, “Make yourself at home.” Then she closes the door and relocks it.

As she places her bag on the small kitchenette table, I look around her space. The kitchen is small, but efficient, with off-white walls and a basic medium-oak stained cabinet. There are no dishes in the sink and the counters are tidy with nothing extra out like a toaster or stack of mail.

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