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“Hi, love, did you have fun today?”
"Yes!" She jumps up and down. Casey's daddy is so much fun. He said if it's okay with you Casey and I can sleep in her room tonight and have a sleepover. Can I? Please, please, please?"
I start to laugh when Ryan comes walking up to us.
“Hey, are you sure? You had the girls all day.”
He has Casey in his arms and she looks exactly like him. “Yea, it’s no problem. Plus, Casey’s room is farther away from the main room, so it will definitely be quieter.”
“Mommy, pleaseeeeee!” Amy begs.
“Okay, but you need to—” Before I can even finish my sentence Amy is gone. Ryan shakes his head, puts Casey down, and runs after the both of them.
“I’m glad she likes it here,” Cain whispers in my ear.
“She’s not the only one,” I say with a smile.
“Glad to hear that. Let’s go have some fun.” Cain starts to walk around the room with me, introducing me to tons of people, most of which I doubt I’ll remember their names. Every time my glass gets close to empty one of the girls switches it out for a new one and I’m really starting to buzz from the alcohol.
“I’ll be back. I need to head to the bathroom.”
Cain nods and I walk away. The short trip to the bathroom makes me realize how tipsy I really am. I fix my hair a little in the mirror before heading out the door.
In the hallway I run into the redhead from the other day. "Well, look who got a makeover just to fit in. Sorry to tell you, honey, but tight jeans and pounds of makeup won't make you one of us. You don't have it in you."
“Excuse me?”
She flips her hair over her shoulder. “You will never make Cain happy. I know what he likes and it sure as hell isn’t anything you can give him.”
“Go to hell.” I try to walk around her, but she sidesteps me.
“Why don’t you just go home?” She looks down at me and I hate it.
“Hey, Lauren.” Shaina appears behind us. “Thinking you should go do your job and crawl in someone’s bed before I let Logan know you were hassling Cain’s old lady.”
“Whatever, he’ll get bored of her eventually.”
She tries to walk past Shaina, but she grabs a fistful of her hair. “See, that’s where you’re wrong. Brothers might get sick of your nasty, stretched out pussy. They make a woman an old lady when she can keep them satisfied long-term. Fucking leave without another word.” Shaina looks over at me. “You can’t let those bitches think they can mess with you ’cause they’ll never stop. Once you give someone permission to treat you like an asshole, all you’ll ever be in an asshole.” She walks past me toward the bathroom and I head back out to find Cain.
When I walk up to him, he pulls me close, his arm snaking around my waist. I get goose bumps from his touch and wrap my arm around him too. His head dips down as he whispers in my ear, “You can’t touch me like this, babe, not when you look the way you do.”
I smile as he turns his body to face mine. "I like touching you, and I love the way my skin heats and comes alive when you touch me." I run my thumb across his jawline.
“Fuck, you are so goddamn gorgeous. Will you come upstairs with me?”
A breath catches in my throat. Cain has spent every night near me for over a week, but we have never spent a night together. Can I do that? Am I ready?
“It doesn’t have to be that. I just want to have you next to me. I want to hold you while you sleep and be there for you if you need me. It’s all I’ve wanted the past few days.” He leans down, kissing me.
“Yes.”
Cain smiles as he takes my hand and leads me upstairs.
