Something About Emmett (Billionaire Romance) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2 - Something To Tell

The night was especially humid, but the air was so still that it felt heavy on my face after having left the cool interior of the bar and lounge. I had worked for three hours, singing a couple of tunes for the audience as they ate and drank and chatted.

They all seemed so at ease.

My legs felt nearly languid from having stood so long, but I was good. I was saturated from the singing, from the music, and the audience had been especially welcoming tonight. Even though it was only Thursday.

The moment I was in the car my phone started to ring. It was Maddie, and she called to tell me the girls wanted to hang out over dinner and drinks tomorrow.

It made me smile, and I drove through the beach strip, careful with pedestrians and trying, even as a native, not to look pointedly at the Art Deco lights.

Something distracted me as I was driving, and I missed my ramp with a curse. I knew I would just have to keep driving until the next light and make a u-turn, and that would have been fine, but I tended to avoid this route.

My memory was good enough to tell me that this was the building, even though I had not driven by it for as long as I could help it.

It was towering above me at my right, sleek and towering and beautiful, comprised completely of glass and steel and white marble. It had the beach to its other side, and then me.

Reyes Enterprise.

It even looked like he did.

With an upwards turn on the volume I made a left onto my ramp and went home, making it a point to shove his ghost as far back into my mind as I was able.

***

"Julie," Beth stared at my nails. "What color is that?"

"Red."

She rolled her eyes. "You know what I meant-"

Aria laughed behind Beth, rolling her eyes at me. "It's Revelred. I bought it for her, seeming as she's always wearing the same red polish," she said.

"It's polish, who cares?" Asked Maddie, looking at the waiter behind us.

"Eyes on us, Madeline," I interjected, and the girls laughed as we caught our friend perusing.

"What? I'm hungry. He's taking a while."

"Yeah, sure. That's why."

The four of us laughed, and when the waiter did come we became awkwardly quiet.

"Um, uh. I'll have the fettuccini Alfredo, please. And a side of Ceasar."

For some reason we all had smiles on our faces that we were battling with. Maddie's face was red and the waiter just smiled, looking at her politely. She looked pointedly at the table as we ordered, and she only gazed up when he was gone and out of ear sight.

"You guys!"

That was the gateway to our laughter.

"I'm not kidding! I was not checking him out. Really. And so what if I had been been? As a matter of fact I have something to tell you guys."

"What is that?" I asked.

Aria just raised her brow playfully and Beth remained quiet, looking at Maddie.

"Ryan, he, um, he went to my house last night."

Aria's face became stone, giving nothing away as she kept silent. Beth hadn't changed. I, on the other hand, felt my blood boil.

"And what happened?" I asked, composed.

"Well, he said he was sorry for what he did. That he wanted, needed me back. And he looked like a mess. I didn't know what to do."