Rewind & Go: A Blue-Collar Billionaire Romance (Sander's Valley Book 1) Read Free

hurt. It shouldn’t, but it did. “Is that what I am to you?”
    Her gaze mapped his face before settling on his mouth. “Yes. You’re not the boy I once loved, nor am I the same girl.”
    “Bullshit, Ronnie. I might’ve changed, but not when it comes to your safety. You know I’d take on the damn world to protect you. Doesn’t matter if we’re lovers, friends, or strangers.”
    On a sigh, she closed her eyes.
    Hell no, he wasn’t about to let her dismiss him. He cupped her face in his hands. “Look at me.”
    She cracked her eyelids and peered at him from under her long lashes. Her hazel eyes hypnotized him. For a moment all he could do was stare into them. A lifetime of broken promises hung between them. He shook off the sensation and focused on the woman he held, not the girl he’d planned to marry.
    “What’s really going on? Your mom’s killed, and you show up bruised on some secret mission that brings you to Sander’s Valley in the middle of the night.”
    “Enough.” She pushed against his chest. He stepped back, not because he wanted to but because he didn’t have the right to touch her anymore. “I didn’t come back to argue with you.”
    “Why did you?”
    “At the moment, I’m not so sure.” She motioned in the direction of the door. “Are you going to pay for my drink or not?”
    “Yeah. Wait for me, okay?”
    Her phone rang. She nodded as she pulled it out and answered.
    He turned his back on her and slipped inside. Wyn stood next to the door, arms crossed and anger tightening his features. Kyle followed the direction of his stare to where the Carson twins sat, a girl between them.
    Wyn jerked his chin in their direction. “What’s wrong with them? Girls flock to the fuckers.”
    The Carson family had money, something the rest of the town lacked. Kyle didn’t bother stating the truth Wyn knew and settled on one less likely to irritate his brother. “They’re out for fun. Look, can you call Levi or Jack for a ride home? My plans might’ve changed.”
    A smile replaced the tight press of Wyn’s lips. “You took my advice and talked to her?”
    “Your advice, right.” Kyle shook his head. Kid always liked to think he was right. “So, can you?”
    Wyn shrugged. “Sure.”
    “Great.” Kyle made his way to the bar and paid for Ronnie’s drink. With his change in hand, he turned and smacked into Wyn.
    Wyn held out a foil packet. A shit-eating grin spread on his face. “Figure you might need this. The one in your wallet’s so old it’ll probably crumble sliding over your dick.”
    “It hasn’t been that long.”
    “Really?”
    “A year isn’t a big deal. Besides, I have no intention of tangling with Ronnie again. I just want to talk to her, find out what her deal is.”
    Wyn chuckled. “Talk, huh? I remember how you and Ronnie liked to talk. I stumbled upon the two of you talking enough damn times, you know.” He waved the condom in Kyle’s face. “Take it. Better prepared than not.”
    Kyle snatched the packet and slid it into his back pocket, only because he didn’t bother carrying one anymore. That and he could see Jimmy, the bar’s owner and his dad’s best friend, on his tiptoes in the rear corner of the room, squinting at them. Kyle didn’t need his dad to get a report of his son’s activities.
    “Now out of my way before she thinks I ditched her.”
    Wyn stepped to the side. “Sex, Kyle. Don’t make it out to be anything more.”
    Kyle let the slamming door answer his brother. He didn’t need the reminder that Ronnie was only passing through.
    The sounds of the bar cut off. An empty sidewalk greeted him. No Ronnie. He scanned the road. Cars lined it. He didn’t see her classic ’65 Shelby, the one her daddy had given her on her sixteenth birthday, among the pickups and dented sedans. Jimmy’s Place didn’t have a parking lot. It was a double-block row home converted into a tavern.
    Not ready to admit the obvious, he jogged down the alley and