Aiden had been just unhappy enough to do the opposite of what his firm normally did. Which was to host one of those glamorous black tie get-togethers. When Aiden called Shelby to set up the interview Cara was thrilled. She didn’t realize that calling her small, party planning, slash catering, slash sweet shop, had actually been done as a joke. Aiden didn’t tell her that little detail until much later, after she’d gotten the contract and won his respect, his firm’s and a great deal of Dallas, Texas’ as well.
That party had made The Sweet Spot the talk of the town and had put Cara on the map. She was the ‘new up and coming, quirky, little party planner’ as the local paper had hailed. That had set the town on its ear.
“ Aiden, please, you have to forgive me. I never meant to hurt you. I just didn’t think it was my place to tell you.”
“I can’t believe you’d say that Cara. You were my friend.”
“Would you stop saying that? I’m still your friend, Aiden.”
“Really? Then what was last night?”
Suddenly, she couldn’t catch her breath, much less think of any unmoved response to that angry condemnation.
“Do you sleep with all your friends, Cara? I’ve heard of going the extra mile for a friend, but I think you took that way beyond the extra mile, don’t you? Does Jason know? Poor bastard.” She barely caught that last part.
“No! Aiden how can you ask that? And leave Jason out of this?”
“Why, doesn’t he deserve to know the truth? I mean didn’t you just do to him what you couldn’t tell me Miranda was doing to me?”
“Didn’t you?” she couldn’t keep from saying. Aiden’s anger hurt. Almost as much as what he’d said.
Cara listened to the silence once more and tried to keep from being sick. In the past, she and Aiden had their share of disagreements. Mostly when he talked about the hoards of models who all but threw themselves at his feet. She hated that Aiden could be so shallow when it came to women. He, on the other hand, never stopped poking fun at her selection of men. Jason being the latest was his favorite target. Jason was an attorney at his father’s law firm and completely head over heels in love with Cara, though she didn’t feel the same about him. How could she? She was crazy for Aiden. And even though she hadn’t as much as slept with poor Jason, Cara knew it was time to end the thing. Especially now.
“Oh, God.” She realized that she’d actually said those words out loud when Aiden asked if she were going to be sick again. No, just riddled with guilt.
She’d given into Aiden way to easily. She wasn’t any different from the hoard of models. And she could just kiss the old excuse she was fond of giving Jason, of wanting to wait until she was sure she was established and set financially to start an intimate relationship, out the door. She hadn’t been waiting for anything but Aiden.
Please don’t let him guess the truth. Don’t let him know how crazy I am about him.
“Dammit, Cara? Are you sure you’re all right?” Aiden asked again, forcing her to answer.
“Yes, I’m sorry I was just thinking about Jason.”
“Great. That’s just what I wanted to hear from the woman I’d spent the night making love to. That she’s thinking about another man.”
“Oh, like you weren’t thinking of Miranda every time you…you were only trying to get even. Get her out of your system. Hurt her. Looks like you did. Jason doesn’t deserve that. Even if Miranda does.”
“Just shut up about Jason will you, Cara? I don’t want to hear about him or how happy you are with him. Apparently not happy enough. At least not in bed.”
If he’d actually been standing in front of her at that moment, Cara would have given into the need to slap the hell out of him. As it was, she was glad that Aiden wasn’t. Otherwise, he’d see the color in her face. And the truth in her eyes.
“I’m hanging up now. I’ll call you in a few days when