Ask Me No Questions (The American Soldier Collection 12)
She looked up into his eyes.
“He was asking me if I was interested in a job.”
“A job here in town?” Orlando asked her.
“Yes. Only part time for now, but it’s kind of like a counseling thing.”
Cash caressed her cheek and then gently gripped her chin.
“You thinking of accepting his offer and sticking around longer?”
She tried looking away, but Cash didn’t let go. She stared up into his eyes.
“I’m not sure, Cash. I really think it would be better to leave now. I’d hate to make commitments that, sooner or later, I’d need to break.”
* * * *
Her words hit him hard. Was she saying the same thing in regards to them?
He leaned forward and kissed her softly. When he released her lips, he held her gaze.
“We’re not going to let you disappear on us. We’ve waiting too long for a woman like you to show up. We’ve got too many plans for you.”
“Plans?” she asked.
“Oh yeah. You’re going to be pretty busy. It’s a full-time job being the girlfriend of multiple soldiers,” Coast told her.
“There’s going to be long walks through the park, some horseback riding on the ranch, even nights out to dinner or days spent grabbing lunch in town then just enjoying being in our arms,” Orlando said to her.
Cash immediately saw her eyes well up with tears.
“Sounds like you all have it planned out.”
She lowered her eyes, and Cash cupped her cheeks. He held her gaze and saw the emotion and so much more. He felt for this woman. He wanted her in every way. It was as if he knew she belonged to him and the others. He wanted everything with her and hoped that this worked out.
“We know what we want, Cassidy. That’s you,” Cash told her.
“All of you,” Coast added.
Cash leaned forward and kissed her. When she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, he was overjoyed with relief. It would work out. Nothing would stand in the way of their happiness.
Chapter 8
Cassidy had a hard time sleeping. She got up at five to go out for a run to clear her head. She was all aroused and giddy thinking about the guys. Orlando, Cash, Memphis, and Coast had been relentless in trying to get her to come over to their place last night after Casper’s.
God, she’d been tempted. But what kind of message would that send these guys? She wanted to do this right. The thought gave her a bellyache.
She’d been over this a thousand times last night. It wasn’t fair that this was happening to her. That she was attracted to four men and wanted to get romantically involved and felt she couldn’t. Blaze was out there. Blaze would not just forget about her. She’d known that night when she looked into his evil eyes that he was serious. He would kill her and himself. He would kill anyone who was with her or kept her away from him.
Thinking about Blaze made her feel fearful. As she ran a little faster, she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Glancing around, she couldn’t see anyone. She was imagining things. Blaze didn’t know where she was. Blaze was hopefully in jail. When she got back to the cottage, she would call Lynn.
As she made it over the final hill before the long stretch of road toward the ranch, she heard the sound of a diesel engine and knew a truck was coming. Sure enough, it was Memphis. He slowed down, but she kept jogging at a more relaxed pace, keeping up.
“Hey, gorgeous. What are you doing out this early?” he asked as he leaned over the steering wheel and stared at her out the passenger window.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” she asked, teasing him.
“Hopefully jogging to my place where Orlando and I can cook you breakfast.”