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Chapters (50)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Part Two
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Part Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Epilogue

I’m exhausted and my phone died a little while ago. Heading into my room, I plug my phone in on the charger by my bed before heading to the bathroom to strip down. I brush my teeth and run some water over my face, then head back toward my bed. My phone has powered on and two text messages have come through.

Once I’m lying down, I grab the phone—still plugged in—and see Cash texted me. My stomach does a ridiculous flip-flop when I see his name. We normally don’t text this late.

Cash: Hey, how’s it going?

Cash: Wanted to see if you had lunch plans tomorrow? Thought we could talk?

Good talk? Bad talk? Why am I so fucking nervous? Pull it together. Shit. Tomorrow is also a terrible fucking day for a lunch date.

Me: Hey, Cash. Sorry for the delay in response. I was at Molly’s for dinner and my phone died. I just got home.

Me: I have meetings almost all day tomorrow, so lunch wouldn’t work. Do you want to grab dinner after work instead?

I don’t have to wait long. Seconds after my reply goes through, the little white box appears, letting me know he’s typing.

Cash: No worries. Dinner works. We can go to that cafe that’s up the street from the university. The Italian place?

Me: Sounds great. I look forward to it. :)

Cash: Sweet. Well, hope you have a good night, Stone. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.

Me: Night, Cash. Sweet dreams.

Here’s to trying to sleep now that I know I get to see him tomorrow.

Depending on how it goes, maybe I can invite him to that club opening. Would he be down for something like that? With me?

I guess there’s only one way to find out.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Cash DeMarco

“Hi, Mary. How are you doing? That dress looks beautiful on you.”

Time to schmooze.

“Cash, you stop it! You’re too sweet, honey. I’m doing wonderful. How are you?”

“Not too bad. Thanks for asking. Hey, listen, I got an email from the dean saying he needs to speak with me. I’m gonna go back to his office, if that’s alright?”

Her smile widens, and it makes her eyes squint. “Sure thing, honey. I could’ve sworn he was in a meeting right now, but if he asked to see you, I must be wrong.”

Oh, he’s definitely in a meeting right now. That’s the point.

“Thank you so much, Mary. Have a great day.” I throw her a smile that I know pops my dimple and wink at her as she resumes whatever task she was working on.