“It’s two bedrooms, two baths. A little over a thousand-square feet and all with the price tag of five hundred thousand. It’s been on the market for a number of months, so I’m sure we could get them to come down at little. There is an on-site club house, fitness room, spa, and office space that can be used for meetings and such.”
I listened to the agent while I took in the view. “This is it. It’s perfect! I’ll take it!”
Now it was her turn to smile. “Awesome! Then let’s head back down to the office. I’m so happy you found one you liked.”
“So am I! So. Am. I.”
I’d had just enough time to race back to my place, give my notice to the hotel of when I would be moving out, and get ready for tonight. After calling an Uber, I sent Charlie a text.
Me: I’ll be there in about two minutes.
Charlie: Perfect! We’re already here. Just come on in and we’re sitting in the back corner to the right. See you soon.
“Okay, Austin Comedy Club,” the Uber driver said above his loud music. I hadn’t minded the music, though. It was nice to have my thoughts drowned out on the way over here. The conversation I had with my mother earlier kept replaying in my mind. I needed to tell Morgan the truth. I knew she would understand once I explained it. Morgan wasn’t the type of person to judge me.
So why hadn’t I told her the truth already?
I knew the answe
r. I loved having her as a friend, loved the raw genuineness of our relationship, and I didn’t want that to change. Friends in the past always made snide remarks about how I could afford to go on a trip to France, or why did I drive this car when I could easily afford that car.
I sighed. “Poor little rich girl and her problems,” I mumbled, hating myself for worrying about this when other people had real problems in this world.
“What was that?” the driver asked, pulling up to the club.
“Nothing. Thanks!” I said, slipping out of the car and making my way inside. Once in the building, I headed to where Charlie said she and Tucker were. I stopped when I saw them. It wasn’t just Charlie and Tucker.
“Crap,” I whispered as I saw Terri, and who I was guessing was her fiancé, Jim. Then next to Jim was another guy I didn’t know. He was good lucking with dark hair and scruff on his face that made him look both relaxed and businesslike. He laughed at something Jim said. Then to the right of that guy was . . . Nash.
“Oh. No. Charlie, why?” I mumbled. I was about to turn around and leave when my eyes caught hers. She smiled big and used both hands to wave me over, making sure everyone at the table saw her in the process. When my gaze drifted back to Nash, he was looking down at his phone and hadn’t seen me yet.
“Kaelynn! Come on!”
That made him jerk his head up and look around. My eyes popped over to Charlie, and I focused on her as I approached the table. I could feel his eyes on me, along with a bunch of other people. Charlie’s nonstop flailing of her arms and calling my name caused a number of people to look up and watch me.
“Hey, um, hi, everyone. I didn’t know, I mean, I thought . . . I guess I . . .”
I finally stopped talking as I let my gaze wander around the table. The dark-haired guy sitting between Nash and I think Jim, gave me a once-over. Nothing but sinful thoughts swam in his eyes. I smiled politely, but I didn’t feel anything toward him. No attraction at all.
“Kaelynn, I didn’t know you were coming,” Nash said, standing. Nash, on the other hand, was another story. I felt a very strong attraction toward him. Everything inside of me came to life the moment he said my name. I chewed on my lip and gave him a soft smile. My eyes darted to Charlie, who was wearing a shit-eating grin on her face. She clearly had seen the attraction between myself and Nash.
“Did I forget to mention it was the whole gang?”
Narrowing my eyes at her slightly, I replied, “Yes. I believe you did.”
TO SAY I was shocked to see Kaelynn was an understatement. I gazed over at Tucker, who simply raised his shoulders in a sad attempt to say he was clueless. Looking at Charlie, she winked at me before focusing back on Kaelynn. I was going to kill her.
“I invited Morgan, as well, but she stated she wasn’t sure she would be able to make it.”
“Morgan?” I asked, a bit shocked. We had never included my sister in anything we did as a group. Ever. Not that I didn’t want to; it just never came up. Morgan had her friends; I had mine.
Charlie shrugged. “Yeah, I mean, I felt kind of bad we never invite her.”
“Morgan? Your little sister? How’s she doing these days? I haven’t seen her in forever. Still smoking hot?” Blake asked as I turned and gave him a heated gaze. The asshole grinned and winked at me.
Bastard.
I went to pull out Kaelynn’s chair when Blake jumped up. “Why don’t you sit over here next to me, sweetheart.”