yours and swing those hips when we walk in that door.”
I glare at her.
She smirks, “I bet you ten bucks Landon talks to you within twenty minutes if you do what I say.”
I raise my eyebrows, “You’re serious.”
She drops the smile and steels her face, “Do I look serious?”
I laugh, “My mother makes that face.”
A shock of horror flashes on Heather’s face, “Better your mother than grandmother.”
We both start laughing and push through the crowd on the porch. It’s wall-to-wall people. Some are dancing, some are huddled in corners, a few are playing beer pong and the rest are standing around talking. Heather and I make a beeline to the kitchen needing a beer to make it through this damn party.
A hand on my hip causes me to falter. I quickly turn around about ready to lay into the loser for touching me when Cash winks at me and has his hands up in surrender. “Just me, Mace.”
My shoulders sag in relief.
I lean over and place a kiss on Cash’s cheek. “Congrats on winning today.”
Cash smiles, “Thanks, I didn’t see you at the game though.”
I’m a little shocked that he even noticed that I wasn’t there. I didn’t think I mattered that much to him—or anyone, for that matter. “Oh, you know, just steering clear.”
Cash looks around before turning to look back at me. “I figured something was up. Landon was off his game today.”
Good, serves the bastard right.
I fidget with my hands, “Yeah, well I figured it was for the best. I think he needs some space.”
One of the guys from the team, I can’t ever remember his name, comes over and hands Cash a beer. Cash takes it from him and gives it to me. “I can’t drink that shit tonight.”
My brows draw in confusion, “Everything okay?”
Cash waves me off, “Yeah, yeah. Just some shit I’m dealing with plus we’ve got a pretty big game coming up next weekend.”
I spot Heather in the kitchen looking around for me. “I’ve gotta go. I’ll talk to you later?”
Cash nods and walks off to Saylor and a few other guys from the team.
When I reach Heather again she looks down to her watch, “I’ve got four minutes left in this bet. We need to make our rounds.”
I roll my eyes as she takes my hand and we make our way around the house. We say hi to a few people as we pass by them. Heather looks over her shoulder, “You better be swaying those hips.”
I laugh, “You’re fucking crazy.”
She laughs right back, “You bet that fine ass of yours I am.”
A shiver goes right down my spine and I freeze. “A fine ass you do have.” The sound of his voice charges the electricity flowing between us. I hate that he has this grip over me.
I turn to face Landon. I don’t know how to respond to his comment so I wait for him to say something else. He reaches for my hand bringing me closer to him. I go because that’s what I always do. He whispers in my ear, “I missed my shining star today.”
I close my eyes and rest my head on his shoulder. “I didn’t think you’d even realize I wasn’t there.”
“You know better than that, I always see you,” Landon says, “And I’m sorry for being a dick to you.”
I lift my head and stare into his eyes gauging his sincerity. I know Landon knows I always go to his games but I never knew he checked to see if I was actually there. It gives me a little hope.
He bites back a smile, “I’m sorry,” he mouths again.
I give him a little smile because that’s what I do. I always give into Landon Hayes. He’s my weak link. My heartbeat. My soulmate.
Heather clears her throat behind us. When I turn around she has her hand out. I shake my head then dig into Landon’s back pocket pulling ten dollars out of his wallet. He’s paying for this.
“Told you,” she says, winking and leaving Landon and I standing there.
“Want to explain that one?”
Landon pulls me into his arms. He’s so warm and comfortable. “Not a chance in hell.”
He laughs and I feel his chest vibrate. Landon doesn’t laugh enough these days and I miss the sound.
I huff, giving in, “She bet me that you would be talking to me within twenty minutes of showing up.”
“That’s it?”
I close my eyes and lean my forehead on his chest. “She may have mentioned something about me swaying my