Page 10 of Say You Won't Let Go
Cooper looks down with surprise.
“Don’t get me wrong, I loved my daddy just fine, but he didn’t make life easy on me or my mama. I didn’t enjoy workin’ at night on the farms just so we didn’t have the electric shut off.”
“I never knew.” He stops walking and puts his arms around my hips. “Why didn’t any of us know?”
“I never wanted you to.”
I became a professional at hiding things. I was lucky I had Grace and Cooper’s sister Presley as my friends. They would pass me clothes so I didn’t have to wear the tattered jeans and shirts that were falling apart. Since Grace was always in pageants, she was slipping me makeup and beauty products. I neverlookedpoor, but I was.
“It wouldn’t have mattered.”
“No?” I challenge him. “I never had friends sleep over. Your mama and Grace’s wouldn’t let them. I didn’t have boyfriends because I wasn’t going to bring them home to meet my daddy, who probably would’ve been passed out anyway. I had Pres and Grace, but my best friend was my guitar and my notebook.”
Music was the only way I could breathe. I wrote songs, learned how to play guitar, and sang my heartbreak out of my soul.
“We didn’t have money like you think.” Cooper tries to soften whatever hurt he saw on my face.
“Coop.” I touch his chest. “We weren’t just not-makin’-ends-meet kind of poor. We were getting bags of food from the Rooneys so I didn’t starve. I was shoveling shit at night after all the farmhands went home at the Hennington Horse Farm without anyone knowin’. I’m just a poor girl from a small town in Tennessee. It was the way my life was, and it was nothing like what you remember.”
Cooper’s eyes fill with a mix of sadness and awe. “And look where you are today.”
The awe wins out.
His head dips, and his lips touch mine. When he pulls back, a small smile paints his face. “When I look at you, I don’t remember that. I just see the strong, beautiful girl that I can’t seem to look away from. I see long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and the sexiest woman I know. I see a girl who came from a going-nowhere town and is takin’ the music world by storm. You’re not your past. You’re not what you remember either.”
My pulse quickens, and tears pool in my eyes. He has no idea how much what he just said means to me. I can’t stop myself even if I wanted to.
I have to kiss him.
I lean up on my toes, grip his head, and kiss him right in the middle of this park. I hold him to me, thanking him, needing him, wanting him with everything inside me. I’ve struggled my whole life with not thinking I was good enough for my friends. I wondered if any man would ever see past the trailer park and rumors of my family.
When I pull back, Cooper grins. “What was that for?”
“Bein’ you.”
His hands glide up my back to tangle in my hair before he dips me low, pressing his mouth to mine. Cooper’s tongue glides against my lips, and I open to him. He kisses me hard and ardently.
“Whooo hoo!” We hear people calling around us. “Hell yeah! Kiss her, man!”
I turn my head and tuck against his chest with a giggle.
Clapping and cheering happens from passersby.
Cooper laughs and finally straightens, pulling me back up with him.
“I’m so embarrassed,” I admit.
He leans back and shakes his head. “I’m not. I’ve waited a long time to feel this way. To not give a shit about kissin’ a girl in the middle of wherever we are. To want nothing but to wrap my arms around her any chance I get. I’ve waited a long time for you, Emily. I’m not sure I’ll be able to let you go.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I don’t want to lie and tell him I don’t feel exactly the same, but I can’t say the truth either. Not yet.
I release a nervous laugh that I try to play off as cute. “Oh, umm,” I stammer. “You’re makin’ me blush.”
Cooper’s smile falls, but he recovers quickly. His arm goes back around my shoulders, and we start to walk again. I try not to hear his words echo in my head, but I fail. I know this isn’t a typical boy-meets-girl situation. There’s history and a very established friendship, but I’ve never been tied down. That’s what has made this so easy. The traveling, recording, playing night after night in a bar. Being single has allowed me this life.
I hate that I ruined what has been a really great morning. I need to fix it because Cooper doesn’t deserve it.
