way. Somehow it always managed to hurt, though, even when it came from a woman heâd just barely met. He dropped her hands and sat back, wondering how many times heâd have to feel this way. How many more times would the pain of rejection slash through his gut? Hell, heâd given up the battle years ago when Lorie had deserted him, but dammit, he wanted to know why Cassie wouldnât even consider him. Or had that one night inhigh school, when he hadnât showed, been that devastating to her? âBecause of what happened in high school?â
Cassie closed her eyes briefly, as though reliving that night, then cast him a somber glare. âBeing stood up for homecoming is a pretty big deal for a young girl.â
A tick worked at Jakeâs jaw. âI know. But it had nothing to do with you.â
âIt was as if youâd just dropped off the planet, Jake. I never heard from you again.â
Jake gritted his teeth. Just when life should have been about cars and girls and going out with your friends, his life had been a mess. And he had pretty much dropped off the planet. His father had finally admitted Jakeâs existence that night and had come for him. In one insane instant Jakeâs whole life had changed. âIt couldnât be helped, Cassie.â Jake paused. âIs that the only reason you donât want me taking you to the wedding?â
âNot exactly,â Cassie answered. âI have a much better reason.â
Jake couldnât wait to hear this one. âIâm listening.â
She looked him dead in the eyes, hers, wide, green and so honest. âItâs because Iâm attracted to you.â
Jake flinched again. He took a moment to let that sink in, staring at her, trying to understand what the woman meant, but none of it made sense. It was the last thing heâd expected her to say. âAnd thatâs a bad thing?â
She bobbed her head up and down. âOh, a very bad thing. You see, Iâm a terrible judge of whatâs good for me. What happened in high school with you was just the beginning. From then on I made a string of bad choices, always hooking up with the wrong guy. Iâve been hurt, Jake, and I donât trust my instincts anymore. Iâve made too many mistakes. I refuse to make any more. Thatâs why that bull riderwould have been perfect for me. I didnât feel a thing for him.â
Jake silently applauded her for that. He slid his hand down his jaw and took a deep breath. Leaning toward her again, he took her hands in his, greatly relieved her rejection hadnât been entirely because of him or that one night, but because of her own insecurities. He owed this woman and a compelling tug in his heart had him offering to help her. âListen, Cassie, Iâd be lying if I said I wasnât attracted to you, too. Thatâs not the issue here. Besides, tomorrow weâre both going our own separate ways, right?â
Cassie nodded slowly, keeping her gaze fastened to his.
âLet me take you to your brotherâs wedding. Itâd be like a make up date for the one in our past. Weâll spend the evening together. Youâll be able to enjoy the wedding and then weâll part company. Itâs as simple as that.â
âI donât know.â She began shaking her head. Jake knew she didnât really trust him. He couldnât blame her for that. They really didnât know each other anymore. All she had to go on was what she knew of him in the past. And he hadnât left her with a good impression. But Jake felt a compelling need to set this one part of his past to rights.
He couldnât afford anything more with Cassie Munroe.
âLook, your brother already thinks Iâm your date. Why change that?â
Cassie hesitated, drawing in her lower lip, contemplating. Finally she asked, âYou really think we can pull it off?â
Jake nodded. âWe can manage one