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Her shoulders straighten, a bit of confidence returning to her face. “No, we absolutely cannot.”
“Have fun, ladies, and happy birthday, Bridget.”
Her body sways in a flirty way. “Thanks, Isaiah. See you inside.”
Hands in my pockets, I continue to the back door as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Because nothing out of the ordinary did happen.
“First of all,” Cody says, continuing to walk with me. “How the hell can you turn someone down and manage to have her still drooling over you afterward? I need some of that Isaiah Rhodes charm.”
I scoff. “You pick up more people than I ever have.”
“She was beautiful, by the way.”
“You should go for it.”
“I just might.”
“And second off,” Travis cuts in. “You’re an idiot. Please for the love of God, let this go. Cody, if you don’t use your dick, does it fall off? Is Isaiah going to die a born-again virgin?”
“I couldn’t tell you. I use my dick plenty.” Cody stops in his tracks. “Wait, born-again virgin? Still? That was because of Kennedy back there?”
“You two can both fuck off.”
Travis laughs to himself.
“Isaiah, you have got to let that go. It’s been three years.”
“It hasn’t been three years.”
“You’ve been into that girl since the day she walked into the clubhouse for the first time.”
“Yeah, but I only realized she was single eight months ago, so technically I’m only eight months in on this whole thing.”
“Wow.” Cody nods. “Trav is right. You are an idiot.”
I smack him on the back of his head. “Remember last night when we were a few drinks in and I told you two that you guys were my best friends?”
“Yeah?”
“I take it back. You both fucking suck.”
The back door to the club opens and the bouncer nods in Cody’s direction, allowing the team to start trickling their way in with the three of us bringing up the rear.
“We’re just looking out for you.” Cody swings his arm over my shoulders. “You’ve been shooting your shot for years and look how well that’s worked out.”
I wasn’t shooting my shot. Sure, maybe I’ve shamelessly flirted with the girl for the past three years, but none of it was serious. She had a fiancé. But now... now she doesn’t. Now I’m dead serious about my intentions, but she thinks I’m still joking around.
Call me ridiculous. Call me superstitious, but that day I met her three years ago felt like fate. What I typically consider the worst day of the year had a bright light for once.
That same date on the calendar is only minutes away, and still, in the eighteen years since I lost my mom, there was only one time I genuinely smiled on that date, and it was the morning that Kennedy Kay came barging into the women’s bathroom and subsequently my life.
I shuffle forward, following my teammates into the club, having to project my voice over the pounding base. “Don’t you guys believe in fate?”
“For fuck’s sake, Rhodes.” Travis shakes his head at me. “Did you really just scream ‘don’t you guys believe in fate’ in the middle of a goddamn nightclub? Please for the love of God, go get laid.”
Cody can’t help but laugh as the bouncer closes the back door behind us. “I’ll start believing in fate the moment Kennedy decides to voluntarily spend time with you outside of work.”
Travis chimes in. “Forget spending time with him. At this point, I’d consider it fate if Kennedy so much as said a single word to him outside of work.”
