Page 84 of The C Agreement

He sucked in a deep breath and rolled over. He smiled when he saw me. “Hey.”

“Hey.” I looked away.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m going home.”

His brow furrowed.

“And you’re going to stay here.”

“Why?”

“Tomorrow marks one month. I know it’s our last night, but I have to go.” I tried to smile. “Besides, you’re going to your mom’s for dinner tonight anyway.”

My attempt to lighten things didn’t work.

“We already talked about this. You promised me a whole month.”

His voice was low and almost sad. Not full of anger, like last night. It almost had me giving in.

“Please, Cade, if you are truly my friend, you will let me go.”

He sat up. “Will you be at dinner on Friday? We’re supposed to celebrate me winning the bet.”

“Maybe.” I hadn’t decided yet.

He smiled. “I hope you come.”

I slipped from his bed and kissed him. “Thank you for everything.”

He grabbed my hand, stopping me from standing up. “No, baby. Thank you.”

Hearing him call me baby was going to be my undoing.

“I have to go,” I whispered through a tight throat.

Nodding, he released my hand.

And just like that, the C agreement was over.

THIRTY

CADE

“Cade.”

I jerked up from the menu and looked at my best friend. “Sorry. What?”

Sighing, Beau held up two real estate listings. “Which one is better?”

“The one in Eden Prairie. It has more square footage.”

“Smart thinking. But I’m going to put them both in the Maybe pile.”

I laughed and threw up my hands. “Why’d you even ask?”

“Because you were off in some dream world and I had to do something to snap you out of it.”

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