my leather jacket. “Oh no, you don’t!” At my frown, she said, “Come on, Kyle. She’s gorgeous and really fun. You’ll like her. I promise.”
“Like the last one?”
Cara rolled her eyes at me. Last time she’d tried to set me up with some woman she met in her yoga studio. I’d had to get a restraining order.
“No, not like the last one. Candy is a friend of mine,” Cara insisted. “Prescreened and certified nonpsychotic.”
“Candy?”
Cara waved a dismissive hand. “This is L.A. You know how it is.”
Yes, I knew how it was all too well. “Maybe now would be a good time to tell you that I’ve had a change of heart. Jumped the fence. Swapped teams. Whatever you want to call it. Women no longer interest me, so there’s no point in trying to introduce me to every single woman on the planet anymore.”
Cara folded her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. “Gay? That’s your excuse this time?”
“Yup. I’ve rediscovered my sexuality.” I patted her shoulder. “I’m so sorry to disappoint you, Cara. Give my apologies to your friend.”
“No worries.” She flashed me a brilliant smile. “If it’s men you seek now, then I have two people I’d like you to meet tonight. Edwin will be thrilled. He’s a big fan of yours.”
I turned and banged my head against the wall. “Cara, please. I came to the damn party. Can’t that be enough?”
“I’m worried about you, Kyle.”
I stopped abusing my forehead and turned back around. “I’m fine. I’m just sick of dating. All the women people have pushed at me since Adrianna are all the same. I want something real. I want what you and Shane have, and I’m not going to find it with Muffin or Lollypop, or whatever her name is.”
“Candy.” Cara sighed.
She looked up at me with a calculating expression that I found highly disconcerting. I loved the woman dearly, but she was a meddler, and her schemes had a tendency to end in disaster.
“Can I go find Shane now?”
“Promise the two of you won’t disappear?”
“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
Cara narrowed her eyes. “You will hope to die if you let my husband ditch this party. I will bring you so much pain I’ll have you begging for mercy.”
“Understood.”
Cara gave me another warning look, then stepped aside. “Check out by the pool.”
The backyard was even more spectacular than the house. The people who went crazy with the twinkle lights had not forgotten about the trees and bushes around the edge of the lawn. There was a fire ablaze in a pit on the deck, and the pool was lit up. Candles made the water lilies floating on top of the water glow and caused shadows to dance around the yard. And then there was the view. The house was perched on the side of the hill, and the entire city of Los Angeles spread out for miles below.
I found Shane standing near the gazebo, looking absolutely miserable as he nodded along to some conversation he wasn’t paying the least bit of attention to. When I waved and held up the six-pack, his eyes lit up with relief and he practically ran across the yard to me.
“You’re a saint! I thought for sure you’d bail.”
I laughed. He was truly desperate. “Please tell me this place has a secret man cave somewhere.”
Shane took one of the beers and snapped the top off on the deck railing. After he chugged half the bottle, he headed back in the house. “This way.”
“We just can’t get caught by your wife. She promised to make me suffer if I let you skip out.”
Shane laughed, but he still stopped heading toward the living room and took me to a stairway on the other side of the house. “She knows I hate this crap. Her bark is worse than her bite, I promise.”
“Says the man peeking his head around a corner to make sure the coast is clear.”
Shane flipped me off, then pushed me up the stairs. “Hurry. There’re enough people here that she’ll never miss us, but if she sees us leave, we’re dead.”
We made it safely