Page 4 of Crash with Me
Heidi. Some of the tension eases from my shoulder. Her name is Heidi. Well, at least I know one thing about her now.
“Right.” My dad’s eyes narrow. “You’re the bartender. How… convenient that you’re my son’s girlfriend.”
Shit.
This was a stupid idea. It’ll never work. I don’t know what possessed me to do it. I don’t even know why I came.
But when I found out my dad was marryingher, I had to come. And when I saw them walking toward me, smug looks of satisfaction on their faces, I couldn’t face them without some armor.
Beautiful armor with long, reddish brown hair pulled back from her creamy face. A black shirt and black slacks clinging to her shapely figure, showing off her full chest and thick thighs.
Fuck me, she’s stunning. I knew Heidi was beautiful when I saw her from across the room, when I walked through the door. But up close, she’s a God-damned work of art.
And, for some reason, this incredible woman has agreed to help me out. That thought strengthens my resolve.
“That’s actually how I found out you were getting married.” I give them stern looks.
“Really?”
“That’s right.” Heidi nods, gripping onto my arm and running her hand up and down my bicep, sending a hot bolt of lust straight through me. “I told him I was working a wedding this weekend while we were in bed this morning.”
If only I’d woken up in the same bed with her this morning. I can almost feel how her curvy body would feel cuddled up next to mine. Her smooth bare skin pressed against my body.
Her fingers tracing light trails over my chest, tickling the dark hairs smattered across it. My cock twitches.
I shift on my feet, suddenly uncomfortable. “When she mentioned the names of the bride and groom, I put two and two together.”
“We weren’t trying to hide anything from you,” Kelly says. “We just knew this might be hard for you given how we used to date.”
Heidi’s hand tightens on my arm. I cover her hand, silently letting her know I’ve got this.
With her standing next to me, I feel invincible. Or, at least, damn close to it.
“Yes, well.” I clear my throat. “I can see why you might think that. But I promise. There are no hard feelings.”
“Good,” Kelly all but purrs, resting her cheek against my dad’s arm. “Because we didn’t mean to fall in love.”
“That’s right,son.” There’s a hint of heat in the way he says. That. “It just happened.”
“The heart wants what it wants.”
“More like the dick wants what it wants,” I mumble under my breath.
Heidi snorts, but masks it with a cough. I dart a sidelong glance at her. While her lips might be pressed together in a line, her eyes are sparkling.
“What was that?” Dad asks, leaning his ear toward me.
“That’s why I’m here,” I say more loudly. “I wanted to show that there were no hard feelings. That I want you two to be happy.”
“That’s very mature of you,” Heidi says.
“Yeah, well.” I clear my throat. “I hope you have room for two more.”
“Of course. I’ll just tell the planner.” Heidi gives my dad a nudge. “Come on, honey bear. Let’s talk to her right now.”
Dad gives me a long, hard look. Like he suspects all of this is a lie. Like he’s trying to suss out whether or not I plan to unleash a trailer of goats to run rampant through the wedding.
I hold his gaze, not giving anything away. After they’ve turned and walked away, I release a breath and turn to Heidi.
