Page 8 of Say You Won't Let Go
“Coop.” I sigh. We had talked about this last night. That we’d say goodbye in the morning and keep things light. No complications. No promises. Not until the tour was over and I was back in Tennessee. Then, who knows, but I’m all too aware of how easy it would be for me.
“It’s breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Just a day of us hanging out,” he presses.
My eyes narrow slightly, and I pull my lips to the side. “I don’t know. We agreed…”
“Emmy, we have a very looming expiration date. I’m just askin’ my friend to hang out. Besides, what other options do you have?”
I roll onto my back and put my elbow over my eyes. In all honesty, I want to spend the day with him. I want to spend as much time as I can with him. Maybe this will quench a little of my thirst for the man next to me.
Maybe.
“All right, fine. We’ll go see Dallas together.”
He climbs on top of me, giving me a sweet kiss on my lips. “I knew you’d cave. You can’t resist me. I’m wearin’ you down.”
My hand slaps his arm, and I shove him off me. “Yeah, right.” I laugh. “I need to shower. Go get yourself ready, and I’ll meet you in an hour.” I hop off the bed and open the door to the bathroom.
“Need help?” he offers.
I turn my head quickly, tossing my blonde hair over my shoulder and grinning. “You wish, Cooper Townsend. You wish. You best be goin’, time is tickin’.”
* * * *
An hour later, I’m outside Cooper’s hotel with a roadie’s car that I borrowed. I know exactly where I’m taking him today.
Cooper comes out, wearing a tight pair of jeans and a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Dear Lord, he looks good. His wet hair looks almost black, and the green from the shirt makes his eyes look even more emerald. It should be illegal to look so sinful.
“Darlin’, you need to go back and change,” Cooper says as he looks me up and down.
“What?” I glance at my outfit, completely baffled by what the issue is. I’m wearing a jean skirt, white tank top, and an off the shoulder floral cover. I look cute.
“I’m not lookin’ to fight anyone while I’m here.”
He walks straight to me and pulls me into his arms. “Fight?”
“Every single man is going to try to get to you, Emily. I’m goin’ to be a busy man fending them off.”
My hand touches his chest, and I smile. “I think you’re big enough to take them all.”
“You think so?” he teases.
“Well, if you aren’t, it’ll be fun to watch you try.”
He laughs and leans in for a kiss. To any passerby, we probably look like a real couple, and a small part of me wants to run. I know the real way this will turn out. It won’t be smiles and hugs. It’ll be yelling and disappointment because I won’t give up my life and neither should he.
I’m getting so far ahead of myself.
For all I know, Cooper just wants to get laid and be done with whatever this is between us. That would be great to delude myself with, but I don’t believe that’s the case.
“What’s on the agenda?” Cooper asks, pulling me away from my doom and gloom thoughts.
“Oh, you’re going to love it.”
He laughs. “I’m sure I will, but I’m a little scared.”
I hook my arm in his, and we head down the street. It’s only a few blocks away. Neither of us says much as we stroll along. It’s a beautiful day. The sun shines through the clouds providing a shadow.
“Scared of me?”
