Now that I know Erin and I finally have a date, I can’t seem to get my mind off of her. I have never been one to be the romantic kind of guy at all. Shit, I wouldn’t even know where to begin. This woman deserves the moon and the fucking stars and I am going to give it to her.
“Where in the hell are you going to take her?” I say into the darkness of my bedroom. “Think, man.” And just like that, I remember Erin telling me on our ride here from Texas one of the places she wanted to go. Oh, sweet cheeks. You have no idea how much fun I have planned for you tomorrow night.
Chapter Four
Erin
Awakening this morning I have never felt more excited about a date. However, lying in bed last night after Adam left my room, I made a promise to myself that I am no longer going to keep my head in the sand about my life. Hell, I’m twenty-seven years old and I am so sick and tired of not being happy. I know it is going to take time for me to be able to trust again. I am a victim of domestic violence and what my ex-husband did to me has left me with the lowest self-esteem imaginable, but after everything he has done to me, I am a survivor. As long as I keep telling myself that, I am going to be okay. I don’t want to be a weak woman anymore; I want to spread my wings and fly. I want to give my heart over to someone, and I want that someone to be Adam Payne.
As I make my way upstairs after cleaning up the kitchen from breakfast, I come to a sudden halt at the top of the stairs. Hearing laughter coming from Sierra’s room, I stop just outside of her door. Tears instantly appear in my eyes as I listen to Adam playing with the girls. Curious as to what they are doing, I peek inside and see the three of them lying on the floor playing cards. The sight before me makes my heart skip a beat and I melt as I watch this man with a heart of gold play with the girls. Seeing the way he is with Sierra, I swear if I didn’t already have some kind of feelings for this man, I would fall in love with him right here and now. I’ve never witnessed anything sexier in my life than watching Adam play with these girls and being a kid himself.
Sierra notices me and her eyes light up like it’s the fourth of July.
“Come play with us, Mommy!” she squeals.
Adam looks up from the cards that are in his hands and scoots over to make room for me on the floor.
“Yes, come play with us, Mommy.”
He looks right at me with a smirk on his face. Rolling my eyes at him, I slowly make my feet move and sit down next to him. The girls giggle and the four of us spend the next two hours playing cards and board games. I can’t remember having this much fun in a very long time. Adam and I have been living under the same roof for three months and even though I have noticed how he is with these two girls, I have never really allowed myself to relax and enjoy being with them. I have been lost in my own little world and trying to avoid my feelings for Adam. God, how could I have been so naïve?
I have no clue where Adam is taking me for our date tonight. After we were done playing with the girls he told me he made arrangements with Luke’s mother Camillia for the girls to spend the night with her and Vincent. Now I am a bundled up mess as I will my legs that feel like concrete to take me to my room to get myself ready. I wish I had the time to look on the damn internet. I am sure there is some way to find ‘get rid of your pre-date jitters.’
Shit, what am I doing? I chastise myself. I haven’t been on a date in years and even though Adam and I know each other, this is something completely different.
“Oh, fudge,” I mumble as I fall back on my bed after entering my room.
What the hell ever! says the little witchy side of my brain. You have a scrumptious man who will be here at any moment to take you on a date, so get your cute little ass up and move it! So, I get up and get myself dressed. I start to use my flat iron on my hair but instead, I decide to call my sister Shelby who I haven’t talked to in a few days. Grabbing my phone from my purse, I dial her number and put it on speaker as I sit it on the bathroom counter.
“Hey, big sis!” she yells into the phone.
“Hi, Shelby. Are you working?”
“Oh, God. When am I not?”
“You work too much, sis. You need to get out and find someone to take care of you.”
I cringe at my words because we have had this conversation more times than I can count and I know what is coming out of her mouth next.
“Oh, listen to you preach it, girl. You’re going to end up with cobwebs draped all around your pussy because you haven’t used it in years,” she grumbles.
The iron slips from my hand and lands on the floor with a loud thud as I bend over and start laughing so hard that my stomach instantly starts to hurt. I can hear Shelby laughing through the phone as well. After a few long minutes of laughter, the two of us compose ourselves and I start messing with my hair again.