Page 16 of Say You Won't Let Go
Wade nods. “I can’t complain too much. I’m making good money and I’m never bored.”
There’s no mistaking that he’s capable, it’s in the way he watches everything happening in the room. I haven’t glanced at the door once, but his eyes shift each time.
“You on a job now?” I ask.
“No. I just finished one and am waiting for my next assignment.”
I’d be lying if I said a part of me wasn’t jealous. Living a life where there’s a little danger and mystery would be far more interesting than my own life. Cows are cows.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, and Emily’s sweet smile fills my screen. Her long blonde hair is pulled over her shoulder and her bright blue eyes make my heart squeeze. “I need to take this,” I explain to Wade and answer the call, moving toward the back of the bar.
“Hey,” I answer.
“Hey, yourself.”
“You finish your show?” I ask, wondering how long it would take me to drive to Houston. It’s insane, but now that I’ve had a taste of her, I want it all.
Emily sighs. “I did.”
I wish I could’ve seen her perform. She is truly made to be up there. You can’t take your eyes off her when she’s on stage. I don’t think I understood what she meant when she said that music was inside her until I saw it myself.
Emily Young comes alive when she sings.
And two days ago when I watched her show, even if she wasn’t singing to me, it felt like it. I know she was on that one song, but it was more than that. She made every man in that room feel like they were on the brink of something. I could feel it around me, building inside me, and at that moment, I would’ve done anything for her.
“You sound sad,” I say as she lets out another low sigh.
“I am. I miss you, Cooper.” Her voice is filled with uncertainty and fear. I want to take that away from her, and I’d be lying if I said knowing that she’s even a little torn up about me doesn’t make me happy.
At least I’m not the only one struggling.
I groan. “Fuck, Em. How am I supposed to wait to see you again?”
She giggles. “You could be here in just four hours.”
“And then what?”
“Come and find out.”
This is what has always drawn me to Emily Young. She’s bold, sexy, and not afraid to say what’s on her mind. She isn’t like the other girls I’ve known. Everything about her is alluring, and I want to uncover every layer she has. The only issue is that she’ll never fit into the life I have. Emily won’t ever be content settled down in Bell Buckle. She’s meant for the spotlight, and I’m not.
That doesn’t stop me from wanting whatever I can get, though.
“Don’t tempt me.”
Emily’s voice is warm and soft. “I wouldn’t want you to miss the reason for your trip.”
I don’t give a fuck about my trip.
I don’t even remember why the hell I’m here.
She’s what has taken up every ounce of my headspace. It’s as if I’ve glimpsed at Heaven, and it’s all I can see anymore. I need to go back, taste more, see everything, have it all because I don’t know if I can survive without it—even if it’s only once.
I say the only thing that makes sense. “We’ve waited a long time for this, Emily. I think we owe it to ourselves, don’t you?”
“I’ll be waitin’ for you.”
The phone disconnects, and I need to go.
