Just One Night Together (Flatiron Five Fitness #3) - Deborah Cooke Page 0,98
him a fist-bump. “You are going to get so shipped.”
Nate looked at Melanie who smiled and nodded. “Oh yeah,” she said, giving him an appreciative survey and blushing a bit.
It was official. He was in heaven.
“Can we talk about you posing for an F5F ad for our new discount for military service people?” Cassie asked.
“Me? Twenty stories high?”
“Absolutely,” Cassie said. “Scaling that wall, looking cocky as hell.”
“Yes!” Melanie agreed with a smile just for Nate.
“Sure,” he said. “I’d be glad to.”
“Don’t do it for free,” Kyle advised him in an undertone. “Make her give you a lifetime membership instead.”
“Done,” Cassie said.
“Good, because my yoga poses need some serious work,” Nate said, feeling as if his luck had turned in a serious way.
“I’ve got some time before my next class,” Melanie said. “If you want some help.”
“Thanks!” Nate had hoped this day at F5F might change things up, but he hadn’t expected it to change everything. He owed Damon a big thanks—but then, Perez had always looked out for the team.
Haley was going to the airport with her sister on Sunday morning when she noticed that the billboard for F5F was being replaced.
Tiff had arrived at Haley’s apartment the previous Wednesday like a hurricane hitting the beach. Within five minutes of her stepping through the door, every horizontal surface had been covered with her stuff. Haley had hidden her frustration, knowing that her sister wouldn’t stay long, but Ninja had no tolerance of the invasion. He’d swatted at Tiff’s things, sending them crashing to the floor and making space for himself on the counter, table and window sill.
The two of them had been at war for the entire visit.
On the upside, Ninja had taken to curling up against Haley as she slept, watching over her all night long. Tiff said she should have called the cat Sauron, but Haley didn’t think Ninja was evil at all.
It had been a long four days, but Tiff had her dress—scored at a pop-up sale for a ridiculous price—and the early triumph had meant the sisters had time to be tourists in New York. They’d also visited the memorial together.
“So what about the guy who did the drawing?” Tiff asked again as Haley peered out the window at the billboard. “Is he the guy who isn’t a guy or not?
The image of Damon had been removed, and there was a couple in this one. The guy was looking out, his gaze smoldering, and he held a woman close. She looked almost orgasmic, and was in the act of touching her lips to his chest. They wore wedding rings and both were remarkably fit.
Get lucky at F5F.
It was a great sexy shot, but Haley already missed the one of Damon. “What guy who isn’t a guy?”
“The one Brad told me to look for.” Tiffany gave Haley an intent look. “The one who might convince you to stay in New York.”
“He didn’t. I took the job.”
Tiffany shook her head. “Trust you to choose work over love.”
“Who says I did?”
“That drawing. The guy who did that is crazy about the subject. That’s you, in case you forgot.”
Haley felt flustered. “I don’t think so. He’s not interested in commitment...”
“Are you?”
Haley wasn’t sure what to say.
Tiffany winced. “It’s not Garrett, is it? Because it would be seventeen kinds of wrong if you ended up with him after what he did to you.”
“It’s not Garrett.”
“Good! Don’t let Mom tell you otherwise.” They rode in silence for a moment. “Was it your cat that scared him off?”
“Well, Ninja doesn’t like visitors.”
“Ninja. You really should call him Sauron. I could see that one eye glowing in the darkness all night long, every night.”
“I didn’t think you were awake much.”
“Every time I was, he was watching me.” Tiffany shuddered. “I don’t know what you see in that beast.”
“I like him. We share a fondness for fish.”
Tiffany laughed, then poked Haley. “And what’s the mermaid about?”
“You have a lot of questions this morning.”
“And you have a ton of secrets. I never thought you were nearly this interesting. Haley Slater with a tattoo.” Tiffany shook her head, smiling.
“You got me drunk and took advantage of me.”
“I didn’t even know it was possible to get you drunk.” Tiff sighed. “Although you did get a bit morose, sis.”
“Sorry.”
“And the mermaid?”
“It’s kind of a private joke. A reminder.”
“Uh huh.” They were entering the airport and Haley thought the interrogation might be over. “So, did you tell him?”