Cash (Hawthorne Brothers Romance) Read Free Page B

that a nice shower could rejuvenate you to get through the rest of the day or night, and I’d always believed that myself. Any exhaustion I had seemed to go away, at least for a short while. I picked out a nice pair of slacks and a white button-up shirt sans ties and jacket for tonight. I still had to look good, you know?
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    “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming,” Charlie said as he got into my car.
    “I know, man, I’m sorry. Traffic was horrible and I got caught up watching a video online before leaving. Have directions to the place?” I asked.
    “Yeah, let me plug them in,” he said, opening the maps app on his phone.
    The directions started and the roar of my beastly engine vibrated against my back like I was in one of those chairs at the mall. A car with three women pulled up beside us, trying to look in, but my window tint mixed with the dark night obscured our identities from the cute sorority girls. 
    “Roll down the window and say hello,” Charlie said.
    “Nah, I don’t want to be followed, and besides, the light is about to change,” I said, and the light changed right when I finished talking.
    “You could’ve had all of them, at the same time,” he said.
    “I’m not sure I want that. Well, I want that, from a horny standpoint,” I said, laughing, “but I’m more interested in what you have. That one woman standing by you and being your best friend and lover.”
    “See, I always did expect you to want to play the field a bit. I’m thrilled you want to settle down or at least have a serious girlfriend, but you’re in that prime spot right now,” he said.
    “Life isn’t always about excess—either in money or women. Sometimes you need somebody to keep you grounded so you don’t float away,” I said.
    As we pulled up to the valet we both got out, and we were instantly noticed. People on the street whipped out cell phones and started to take our pictures. 
    They asked for selfies, though we didn’t oblige, which made me feel like a dick. Charlie tried to justify it, saying there were a dozen people and more would only show up, but I hated treating fans like that. He said they probably just wanted to brag about meeting celebrities on social media. I guess I understood that.
    You’d think we were Princes William and Harry, as the staff laid out the royal treatment and whisked us to a table, forgoing the rest of the patrons who’d been sitting there waiting for who knew how long. I guess there were perks to being well known, even if there were some downsides.
    “Your server, Jenna, will be with you shortly,” the maître d’ said before walking away.

Chapter Four
     
    Jenna
     
    “You’re so damn lucky,” Beth said.
    “Why?” I asked as I rolled silverware in the back.
    “You just got a table. A big table,” she said.
    “Ten top?” I asked.
    “Not that kind of big. I mean big people there,” she said.
    “I don’t care if they’re fat,” I said.
    “God, no, not that, Jenna! It’s Cash Hawthorne and Charlie Kensington!”
    “Who?” I asked as I kept rolling.
    “Oh my god, you don’t know? They’re huge Hollywood stars! They’re young, rich, and extremely good looking, though I know Charlie is with someone. I follow him on Instagram,” she said.
    “Well, looks like it will be a good tip,” I said, straightening my shirt and walking into the dining room.
    People were taking selfies across the room and flashes were going off as my table sat there talking amongst themselves, as if they didn’t notice the action around them. Beth wasn’t wrong about their looks, even though I didn’t know who was who. I didn’t feel too bad about not knowing A-listers, but I did know they’d tip well, and I liked that. Maybe I should flirt a little to make the tab even higher.
    “Hello, I’m Jenna and I will be your waitress tonight. Could I start you off with something to drink from our bar?” I asked as the two men looked up at me.
    “I’ll have a