Page 33 of Blindsided By the Enforcer

“Remember to be dressed and ready for five. And wear a suit,” her mom calls after him.

“Thanks for bringing the food in here, Cade,” Mrs. Caufield says.

“My pleasure, is there anything else I can help you with?”

“We’re good.” She smiles.

Annie yawns. “Maybe we should go watch a movie in the family room,” she suggests.

“I’m up for that.” I nod.

As I follow Annie through the house, we pass the bedroom I’m staying in.

“This is a really big house,” I note.

“My grandad built it,” she says. “It’s big and old.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“Thanks. I love it here. I know people are always trying to move away from the small towns they grow up in. I’m the exception. I love everything about farm life.”

“I can see that.”

We take a seat on a large brown leather sectional. The TV is older but has a big screen. She turns it on.

“What kind of movie should we watch?” she asks.

“A rom-com so I can wallow in my failed love life,” I retort.

“Oh, come on. You have to consider yourself lucky, Cade,” she says, surprising me.

“Lucky my girlfriend cheated on me in public?” I scoff.

“Obviously not, but it’s better you found out now rather than later,” she states. “And I was there to save you. So you weren’t completely humiliated.”

“That kiss was. . .” I’m at a loss for words.

She watches me expectantly, her brows raised.

“I’m waiting for your review, Cade. Don’t leave me hanging. I’m not the type of girl who goes around kissing almost strangers.”

“The kiss was hot, Annie. I don’t think you need me to confirm that. I felt the way you melted into my body.” My eyes drop to her lips.

My body heats and I think of what it would be like to make out with Annie on this couch. The thought of her dry humping me like a teenager comes to mind. Damn, I’m horny. I need to get a grip. I blink.

“We had to make Scarlett regretful for what she did. That’s why it was over-the-top.”

“I thought it was over-the-top because we have good chemistry,” I blurt, unable to hold back. I feel like pinning her on her back and lifting that shirt and sucking her perfect tits. Shit, I am screwed.

Her blue eyes widen and a flush runs up her cheeks. She watches me bashfully. “We did.”

Our eyes lock, and that zap of electricity that makes me feel like I’m floating toward her washes over me. I’m light as air, every bone in my body wants to be near her. To feel her warmlips against mine. She shifts slowly toward me then she blinks, and it’s as if she’s gained her wits back.

“What movie should we watch?” She pulls away and begins to scroll Netflix. I can’t be reading her wrong, can I?

“Oh, how about10 Things I Hate About You?” she says.

“I haven’t heard of it,” I admit. “But I’m easy. Whatever you want.”

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