I exit my rental SUV as a slender woman with long blonde hair shoots out of the main house.
“Presley,” she says.
Please tell me she’s not another ex of Cade’s. The first one has thrown me into a spiral I just managed to talk myself out of. I had to remind myself that he and I aren’t anything special. We’re f**k buddies, if I want to classify us as anything, even though we’ve yet to actually have s*x. Something I’m unsure will ever happen now with Reese’s appearance.
I freeze when she throws herself at me, wrapping her arms around me and squeezing tightly.
“Hi,” I say, lengthening the word and standing like a statue.
“Presley, this is my sister, Chevelle.” Cade’s voice comes out of the darkness until he appears as a shadowy persona on the porch.
I notice the beer in his hand. Seeing R
