There was a girl.
Ezra barked a laugh. Yeah, well, youll have to be more specific with that, too. Even more of them than shithole dive bars.
Natalie. Long blond hair. Big blue eyes. Dimples. Juicy mouth. She worked in the bar. We had a thing. Hot, hard, fast, for two weeks before we left for L.A.
Hmm, sounds familiar, but, Paddy, you have a thing for blondes. There are stories like that from coast to coast and across Europe. They all run together after a time.
I do have a really fucking awesome life.
Ezra rolled his eyes. Does this story have a point?
Shes here. In town, I mean. This morning after our ride, I went down to get some coffee. She was there. At the counter. Hair is short now, but it exposes her neck.
Ezra hummed his approval as he put things away.
Shes a librarian.
Ezras brows rose appreciatively. Well, now.
Right? But she pretended she didnt remember me.
Ezra turned and then laughed so hard he had to brace his hands on his knees. Man, I wish Id have seen your face when that happened, Ezra choked out in between fits of laughter. I love how your ego paints it like she pretended not to know you instead of her just not remembering.
Har har. She remembered me. Theres no way she forgot it. It wasnt a night or two. It was two really intense weeks. Plus, asshole, Im unforgettable. Anyway, she didnt deny knowing me. She just stepped around admitting knowing me. I know the difference.
Ezra stood up, wiping his eyes and settling down a little. Thanks for that. Totally made my day.
Im asking you for advice. You give Damien advice all the time.
Hes an idiot. He needs it more than you do, Ezra said, referring to one of their brothers, the drummer of Sweet Hollow Ranch.
Yeah, there is that.
Okay, so hit me. What advice do you want? How to deal with the blow to your ego? Suck it up and move on. So what? There have to be dozens upon dozens of women who feel the same way about you, Paddy. You dumped her, and she does not have fond memories. Youre lucky she didnt knee you in the gooch.
I didnt dump her! It was fall, she was heading off to college and we were on the road. It was fine. No tears. No drama. He ran a hand through his hair. I liked her. I liked her then, and I want to know if Id like her now.
Ezra looked him over carefully as they left the stables. So you want to what? Be this womans friend? See if she wants another turn in the sheets with you? This is your hometown, Paddy. Dont shit where you sleep. If you charm her out of her panties and then it goes bad, then what? Do you really want some pissed-off ex-girlfriend who knows where you live?
Paddy made a face. Its not like that. I cant believe I havent bumped into her before now. Its not like Hood River is a bustling metropolis.
Yeah, well, youve been out on multiple tours in a row and traveling in between.
True. Anyway, I dont just want to nail her, though shes gorgeous and all. Like I said, I want to see if we still click.
Cut the shit. Youre into it because its a challenge.
Paddy sucked in a breath. Okay, so maybe thats part of it. But not all of it.
For whatever reason, you have an unhealthy level of self-confidence. Youre okay-looking and all. Chicks dig you, and you hate to lose. So go for it, but dont be a dick.
Which, come to think of it, was pretty good advice.
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NATALIE WALKED INTO Common Grounds with a spring in her step. Shed had a really great dinner with her housemate and best friend the night before. Theyd watched a movie, and shed gotten eight solid hours of really good sleep.
It was sunny, a breeze came in off the Columbia and she was well and truly prepared for an excellent Friday.
She waved a hello at Bobbi. Good morning! I think Id like an Americano today with lots of room. What sorts of delicious, calorie-packed goodness do you have left in the case?
Bobbi looked over to her left. See, like clockwork.
Natalie followed her gaze and nearly jumped when she saw Paddy Hurley sitting there with a grin on his face. The muted sunlight from the window he sat next to danced over his skin. Jesus H, he looked fantastic, his long legs stretched out, the denim straining at the thighs and over his crotch.
He packed quite a treat behind his zipper. Her belly and regions south tightened at that memory.
She snapped her gaze from his cock and tried not to blush.
Have a seat. He pushed the chair across from him away from the table with one booted foot. Not cowboy boots, worn work boots she figured cost more than she made in a month.
She wanted to go over and sit. Wanted to flirt and chat and let it lead right back to her place. Something about the man had gotten under her skin right from go. He was dangerous. Wanting too much was dangerous.
I have to go to work. With sheer force of will, Natalie turned her attention back to the bakery case.
Bobbi gave her a single raised brow but then got started on the Americano. The sounds and scent of the coffee-laden steam settled Natalie a little. Ooh, I want one of those banana chocolate chip muffin things.
Heres the thing, Natalie. Suddenly, Paddy was standing very close. How had he done that? That muffin is on hold. Im a nice guy, though, so Ill happily let you have it if youll sit and have coffee with me while we catch up.
In her head, her sigh was wistful, but on the outside, she added a little annoyance to keep him back. Natalie had a weak spot for charming men, and boy, did Paddy have that in spades.
She was careful not to turn to look at him. He was so close, she probably couldnt have kept her little resolution and stay on her Paddy Hurleyfree diet. Ill have the blueberry one instead, then.
Bobbi, clearly confused about the entire situation, shrugged and handed over the Americano and the muffin. Natalie thanked her and paid before heading toward the door.
Paddy caught up to her before shed gotten more than a few steps. Natalie? I was under the impression that when we parted ways before, things were okay between us. I guess I got it wrong. Im sorry for whatever I did.
Natalie paused. She might know it was best to keep him at a distance, but she didnt want him feeling guilty or to come off looking disgruntled. It was fine. Theres no need to apologize.
His expression was smug for a moment, and then he caught himself with an easy smile. So you do remember me.
There was no way she could stop her smile in response. Yes. Youre pretty memorable.
So whats the deal? He leaned a little closer. You like being chased?
With an annoyed hiss, Natalie stepped away. No. Im not interested in this...whatever it is. I dont want to play games. Im not being coy. I have a nice, quiet life. I like it that way.
Theres no whatever it is. Not yet. We already had that. I just think we could get to know one another again. I promise not to trash your living room or put a guitar through your television or anything.
The charisma flowed off him in waves. It wasnt something he put on. It wasnt an affectation. It was impossible not to be attracted to him. Theyd clicked all those years before, and it was still there, that chemical pull that made her a little sweaty and dizzy.