Cash's Fight(10)

“I need a drink. You’re wearing me out.” Going to the patio table where she had left a cold pitcher of lemonade, she poured herself a glass as she watched Holly and Logan switch to playing water tag.

Rachel enjoyed the afternoons they spent twice a month at Mrs. Langley’s house, playing in the pool. Logan’s great-grandmother would spend the mornings interacting with him then, when she watched her afternoon soap opera, Rachel and Holly kept him playing in the pool. Afterward, they would eat a late lunch and then leave.

Sadly, the summer holidays were coming to an end, and Logan would start pre-school in the fall. Rachel would have to find different days for Logan to visit because she didn’t want to take away the company Mrs. Langley looked forward to having.

As she took a sip of her drink, she heard the sliding door from the house opening. Thinking it was Mrs. Langley, she looked casually toward the house, almost choking on her drink when she saw Cash and Rider walking outside.

She wanted to pick up her cover-up that was tossed onto the chair but didn’t want to show the men she was embarrassed. The ice-blue bikini she wore was nothing to be upset about other than it showed too much freaking skin. At least the bottoms covered her ass, which she was always self-conscious about because it was the largest part of her anatomy. Whenever she gained a pound, it went to her ass. If she tried to work it off, the firmer it became. She had even begun wearing a size up in her clothes to disguise her butt.#p#分页标题#e#

Rachel looked toward the pool, seeing Holly’s wide-eyed stare; she wasn’t any happier than her to see the men. Her large breasts were displayed in all their glory in an emerald-green swimsuit that matched her eyes.

“Well, what have we got going on?” Rider’s lascivious stare at Holly’s breasts was making the woman turn bright red.

“We’re playing ball. Do you want to play?” Logan climbed out of the pool just to jump back in.

“Oh, yeah,” Rider said, beginning to take his t-shirt off.

“Rider, quit fooling around. I need your help,” Razer said, opening the door from the house. Beth’s husband shot the other biker a warning glance, ignoring Rider’s angry glare as the two went back inside.

Cash gave a wicked grin. “I guess he doesn’t need me.” His eyes traced over her body as he took a seat at the patio table, pouring himself a glass of lemonade while Logan and Holly started playing again.

Rachel knew Holly wouldn’t get out of the pool as long as Cash was around; the woman was insecure about her figure in the swimsuit. Rachel wasn’t any happier.

Casually picking up her cover-up, she pulled it on.

“Don’t let me interrupt you’re playing.” Cash’s voice sent tingles down her spine.

“I won’t,” she snapped. “What are you guys doing here?”

“Beth asked Razer if he would move Mrs. Langley’s bedroom furniture downstairs to the back room. She’s worried about her going up and down the stairs by herself. Rider and I volunteered.” Beth was Mrs. Langley’s nurse and Lily’s sister.

“You don’t seem to be helping much,” Rachel admonished.

Cash shrugged, taking another sip. “Most of the things had been moved out before we came outside to investigate the giggles we heard.” Cash had raised his voice so Logan could hear, setting off another round of laughter from the little boy.

“Aren’t you just becoming Mr. Helpful?” Rachel said snidely.

“I like to think so,” he responded, not bothered by her attitude, which caused her to grit her teeth in annoyance. “I saw Lyle yesterday. I asked about your car, and he said you paid cash for it; that you didn’t report it to your insurance.”

“Obviously I hoped he would keep his mouth closed.”

“He will now. I had a talk with him.”

“Thanks.” Rachel hated to admit it, but Lyle would listen to Cash and not mention the slashed tires to anyone else in town, including her brothers.

“So, you didn’t tell your brothers about Jared?”

“He’s still breathing, isn’t he?”

“Jared bother you anymore?” he questioned, ignoring her sharp reply. Rachel was beginning to feel immature at her snippy responses.

“No, I haven’t seen him since that night.”

“If he comes near you again, call me.”

“I don’t need your protection, Cash. I can handle him, and if he tries to touch me again, I’ll tell my brothers.”

“If he tries to touch you, you won’t have to,” Cash said grimly.

Rachel decided to ignore his remark when she saw the frantic looks Holly was throwing her.