Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(120)
“No honey, he’s a franchise player, he ain’t going anywhere right now, but one day he might. What’s gonna happen then?”
Elli let out a whoosh of breath, taking in another deep one. The man was gonna give her a damn heart attack! “I don’t know Papa, we’re just datin’.”
“Now you and I both know that’s a lie, y’all are more than just datin’.”
“It ain’t none of your business. Next subject please.” Elli said with a sheepish grin, as Bryan chuckled taking a long pull of his beer.
“We need to discuss something, darlin’.”
“Which is?” Elli said picking at one of the holes of her jeans.
“The reason I asked about Adler was because I’m giving you the team, Eleanor.”
Shea was basically bouncing up and down waiting for Elli and Bryan’s car to arrive at the hotel. He was ready for their mini vacation, ready to lie beside Elli on the beach and not move, unless to go back to the room where he would have his way with her. Shea was also excited for her being at the game tomorrow; he always played better when he could see her watching.
Yes, he was ready for his girlfriend to come, now.
Grace had called earlier that day, saying that the dress fitting went perfect, and that Elli loved the dress, which put his mind at ease about the party. The dress was the biggest part, since he wanted her to feel like she had stepped back in time and was going to the ball of her dreams. He was so excited about the party, everything Grace had emailed him looked amazing. From the food, to the entertainment, to the guest list, the night was gonna be astonishing, and he couldn’t wait to see Elli’s face.
Speaking with her family was interesting to say the least. Her dad was fine, but Shea decided there was a good chance he would never like Olivia Fisher. She had promised that nothing would happen and that they would be on their best behavior at the party, but he was pretty sure she was full of shit and was just lying because he told her she wouldn’t be able to come if she couldn’t promise her best behavior. That was the only thing he was nervous about, considering the party.
He probably shouldn’t have invited them, but he wanted to give them a chance to make amends with Elli. Elli didn’t get to see the kids like she had before and more than anything; he wanted her to be happy. So he thought bringing her whole family together would fix things, but he was preparing his self just in case things went to shit.
Shea was leaning up against the wall of the hotel waiting as the ocean breeze hit his face. It was in the high 70s and Shea was convinced he needed to move here. He had always loved the ocean and being somewhere where it was always warm made him happy, but he did love Tennessee and didn’t really want to leave.
Especially since he had Elli in his life now.
Would she even come with him if he left Nashville? The fact that he didn’t know the answer to that bothered him. What did he expect, though? She wasn’t clingy; she had been on her own for the past six years. Of course, she missed him a lot when he was gone, but she didn’t act like her life was over when he was gone, unlike most of the women his friends dated. Elli was different, but would she follow him? Could he ask her to? She was rooted in Nashville.
What was his love compared to her roots?
Thankfully, he spotted Elli getting out of her uncle’s car, so he pushed his questions to the back of his head, put a huge grin on his face, and headed towards her. Her eyes were bright with excitement, and his grin grew bigger with every step he took. When he wrapped his arms around her, basically picking her off the ground, she let out a little squeal before he placed his lips on hers.
They parted only because Bryan Fisher cleared his throat. Shea looked over at his boss with a sheepish grin, before saying, “Hey, Mr. Fisher.”
“Adler,” he said with a raised eyebrow, before looking over at Elli, “Darlin’, I’ll have these taken to your room.”
“Oh, I’m coming, I gotta change, you still wanna hit the beach right?” she asked Shea, but Shea was still confused on the whole “her room” part of Bryan’s statement.
“Yeah, baby, where is your room?”
“Um, Papa, where is it?”
“Right next to mine,” Bryan said without looking at her, as he took the suitcases out the trunk. Shea looked over at her, but she wouldn’t look at him because she knew he was trying to figure out why the hell she wasn’t sleeping in his room.
“Alright,” she said, before looking up at him, “wanna meet down here in a few?”
“I’m already dressed. I can come up with you and then we can leave,” Shea said, but wished he didn’t when Bryan’s eyes cut to him, basically killing Shea with his eyes. Elli noticed the look and shook her head.
“It’s alright honey, I’ll be done in a sec.”
With that, she was gone, while Bryan still gave him death glares as he walked away. Shea stood there speechless as he watched Elli getting her room key before heading up to her room. He seem to always forget that she had to put on this good Southern girl act in front of Bryan and her daddy, but damn, it was annoying as hell. He hadn’t been with her in four days. He was hoping to get some before heading to the beach, but it wasn’t looking like he was gonna be getting Elli naked until good old Bryan left, which wasn’t til Saturday. Which was fine, at least she was there; he had missed her so much.