Chapter Fourteen
Bobbi Jo
With Cash all up on me, I couldn’t think straight. I’d asked him to back up but he hadn’t moved, so I had to add, “Please, Cash. Let me go.”
“You’re mad.” He retained his hold on me.
“No.” I pushed him gently but firmly on his chest. “I’ve just got things to do is all.”
His hands loosened on my body, he stepped back, and I moved away from him. Even though I knew we weren’t exclusive, I didn’t like to think about him being with other girls—especially not my sister.
“The kiss wouldn’t have ever happened without her sneaking up on me that way, Bobbi Jo. I want you to know that. Our lack of a serious relationship wasn’t why I quit kissing her when I realized it wasn’t you. I honestly don’t like her in a romantic way at all.” He leaned back on the wall, placing o
