Page 44 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

“Hey, you made it.” My smile didn’t quite meet my eyes.

“The wings smell great.”

“Would you like to join us?”

“No, I’ll sit at the bar.”

“Ok.” Butterflies teetered in my tummy.

He leaned over, braced his hand on the table and chair, passionately taking my lips for all to see. I pressed my hand against his muscled chest.

Collin pulled his perfect pink soft lips away, standing to his full height. My body heated. I no longer wanted to hang with my friends. I only wanted to be under him. I sensed he was upset with me though.

His thumb slid across his lower lip as his dark eyes bore into mine. “I’ll take care of your tab, ladies. I hope you all continue to enjoy each other’s company.” His eyes never left mine as he spoke to us.

“My college football game will air in five minutes.” He didn’t linger a second more. Collin sat in one of the high-back chairs in the middle of the long bar.

“Maybe I should go talk to him.”

Chrissy grabbed my arm, halting my abrupt movements.

“No, he’ll be fine. How does he expect you to feel? He’s a rich guy who can have any woman he wants, and he chose a beautiful woman from a small town. Right now, he reminds me of the big bad wolf, stealing our friend and taking her to the big city,” Chrissy sniffled.

I wrapped my arms around her. “I’ll be back to visit. I promise.”

Releasing her, I turned to Michelle and hugged her too. “You guys are my best friends.”

“We don’t want to rain on your parade.” I pulled back and peered into her blue eyes.

“Not sure what you did to that man, but I have a feeling he’s serious. You have to ask yourself; will you be willing to stay in L.A. permanently.”

Her words hit me right in the gut. My nerves were now shot.

“I need that drink now.”

We raised our shot glasses.

“To our best friend making big moves. We love you,” Michelle stated.

Our glasses clanked. Quickly, we licked the skin close to our and sprinkled salt on our hands. We licked the salt off our hands, then tossed the tequila to the back of our throats. I slammed my fist against my chest as I sucked on the lime.

“Woo,” I shouted.

An hour later, the liquor heated my body. The girls and I sang our favorite songs. I glanced across the room. Garrett, Eric, and Jack poured into the bar.

I’d never seen them huddled together before. Peter joined them and they talked amongst themselves, then their eyes fell on me. What the fuck was going on here?

They stalked over to Collin. My eyes widened. “Oh, shit.”

“What’s wrong?” Michelle followed my line of sight.

“I think they’re about to pick a fight with Collin.”

I shot out of my seat. Too fast, I might add, the room was spinning.

Bracing my fingertips against the table, I collected my bearings.

“This can’t happen.”

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