Chapter Twenty
Beck
“Dude, don’t make me go alone,” Cade said.
I eyed him across the table. We’d stopped by Wildlands after work. Cade had been at loose ends because Amelia was with her friends.
“You can handle it, man.”
Cade shook his head, his gaze bordering on pleading. “Come on. It’s Amelia, Lucy, Maisie and a few others. What is it with you anyway? Last month or so, you haven’t even looked at a woman.”
He idly twirled his empty beer bottle on the table, his perceptive gaze on me. I shifted my shoulders, slightly uncomfortable under his gaze. Cade knew me well. We’d grown up together. We’d grown apart when he moved away for seven years, but we’d quickly fallen back into a comfortable friendship when he returned. I respected the hell out of him and had complete trust in him out in
