whispered.
“Where the hell have you been?” Her voice shook with anger.
“I was at Amanda’s and fell asleep,” I stammered. “I’m so sorry.”
Ellie held up her hand. “Stop. We both know you are lying, Sarah. Be glad it’s me that woke up and found you hadn’t come home, and not Max. I do not need him worrying about you, not the week of our wedding. After everything we’ve gone through to be together, he deserves better. Don’t you agree?”
I felt horrible. Ellie was right. I was a selfish cow. “It won’t happen again. I promise,” I assured her.
“Good. Now I’m going to bed.” She stood and walked out of the room.
With a heavy heart, I made my way upstairs to bed.
That night I fell asleep thinking about Cas. I wanted more. The question was, did he? He didn’t ask to see me again. He didn’t even ask for my number. What if tonight was it? The thought made me sad.
The next morning I made myself get up bright and early to help Ellie make breakfast. I was grateful when she acted as if last night hadn’t happened. Still, I could tell by the way she kept avoiding my eyes she was disappointed in me. When Max left for work, I took the time to formally apologize to her. I was ready and willing to confess my sins and tell her all about Cas, but when I started to tell her, she cut me off.
“If I don’t know what you’re up to, I can’t tell your brother. It’s better this way, don’t you think?”
I didn’t know what to think. I had so many questions and thoughts rolling through my head. Was it normal to feel such a strong connection to a guy I’d just met and had sex with only one time? I wasn’t sure. That afternoon Ellie had errands to run. I stayed at the house and drove myself crazy with thoughts of Cas. Finally, not able to stand it any longer, I called Amanda and told her everything. Her advice was to nail him as much as possible while I was in town and to forget about him once I was back in Scotland. Maybe she was right? By the end of the conversation, I decided to just ride it out and see what the rest of the week would bring. What other choice did I have? I felt I owed it to myself to further explore the situation. I promised Cas to keep it simple, and that is what I was going to do.
That night, Max drove us over to Joss and Kurt’s house for dinner. On the drive over, I wondered what Cas was doing. Was he working tonight? If so, what was he working on? Was he with Bobby? Was he planning on stopping at Patterson’s when he got off work? If so, would he pick up another girl…take her home…have sex with her? The second after the thought registered, I dismissed it. Cas is a very busy man. He told me he was on a case that would consume most of his time. Still, after the best sex of my life, all I could think about was being with him again. The thought that he might not feel the same way bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Oh God, I’m obsessing aren’t I? I gave myself a mental slap and tried to focus on where we were going.
We pulled down a long driveway and parked in front of a very impressive house. Max told me over the phone that Kurt had bought Joss a house with a pool and hot tub as a wedding present and Piper was currently living in the pool house. The house was amazing.
As we walked through the front door, I smiled at Joss and Kurt. Then I spotted, Garrett Lanier, Max’s best friend from college. I hadn’t seen him in years.
“Garrett? What are you doing here?” I couldn’t believe how much he had changed. The boy with the shaggy brown hair and pretty hazel eyes that used to spend weekends with us had grown into a man. His once scrawny chest was now broad and muscular and he had traded his shaggy hair for a buzz cut and goatee. When he picked me up and swung me around, I could feel the definition in his arms. He set me down and we stared at each other.
“I knew you’d be a beauty. Hell, you were a beauty back then,” he said with a smile.
“Look at