Tempting Love - Haley & Eddie

by Melanie Shawn

  “Like a rock. That couch is way more comfortable than my futon.”

  “You have to get good nights’ sleep, Bec. You need a real bed.” Haley hated to think about her little sister sleeping on a lumpy futon.

  “I’m fine, Mom,” Becca teased.

  Haley knew her sisters all thought that she was overprotective, but she couldn’t help herself. She was a nurturer. It was her curse.

  Her sister scanned the length of the hall, looking at the pictures hanging on the wall. “I love this house. Krista said you just picked it to be close to Eddie, but even if that’s the case, it’s adorable.”

  “Thanks.” Haley wasn’t about to argue her reason for wanting the house. She wasn’t even going to attempt to pretend that her decision to move here hadn’t had anything to do with her neighbor across the street. Why would she when it was the main reason she’d moved here?

  “How are things going with Eddie? Krista said something about a kiss.” Becca wagged her brows.

  Haley normally told her sisters everything. They were more than just her siblings; they were her best friends. But what happened between her and Eddie, their night together, was private. Intimate. Just for them.

  She wasn’t going to lie though. A small—large!—part of her did want to shout it from the rooftops, take out an ad in the paper, start a blog, and make t-shirts announcing the momentous, life-changing, occasion.

  “They’re going good.” Haley tried to keep a neutral expression. Her sisters could read her better than anyone. She figured a diversion tactic was her only hope at keeping her carefully guarded secret. “He’s done at Tempting, so I won’t be seeing him as much now. Oh, and Jason promoted him to V.P.”

  A look of shock crossed Becca’s face. “What about Bobby?”

  Haley shrugged. “I guess he hated it. Even Uncle Bob said he knew that Bobby was miserable and was just waiting for him to say something.”

  “Seriously!” Krista pouted as she joined the two girls, sitting on the other side of Becca. “You guys are here one night and there’s already a line for the bathroom.”

  “It’s just like old times,” Becca said as she laced her arms through both Krista’s and Haley’s. Then, elbowing Krista, she said, “Come on. Admit it. You missed us.”

  Krista let her head fall back against the wall with a thud. “I did miss you guys. I did not miss having to wait forty-five minutes to take a shower.” Then, leaning forward, Krista pointed at Haley with an accusatory glare. “This is all your fault. We looked at a ton of places with two full baths. But someone wanted to spy on Hottie McHottster so we had to get this one.”

  “Okay, first of all, I don’t spy on Eddie. And second, it’s fine when it’s just us here. Don’t worry. I’ll make a bathroom schedule this week.”

  Both Becca and Krista looked at each other and rolled their respective eyes. Haley knew that her schedules had never been a big hit when they were all growing up. But the facts spoke for themselves, and once she had implemented the schedule, it had totally alleviated half-hour-long lines for the bathroom.

  Jessie walked out in a puff of steam. “All yours, birthday girl.”

  “How is it still steamy in there?” Krista asked as she waved her hand in front of her face and turned her head.

  “I keep the window closed and the water hot,” Jessie stated as if it were obvious.

  “That could cause mold,” Becca, the science geek in the family, pointed out.

  “True, but it does wonders for my skin. Beauty comes at a price.” Jessie smiled and batted her eyes.

  “Yeah, and I’m the one who’s going to pay if you make mold grow in my bathroom.” Haley stood and, in an authoritative tone she hadn’t used in years, said, “Open the window from now on.”

  Jessie, being her usual smartass self, saluted Haley. “Yes, sir, Mom.”

  Haley smiled and shook her head as she stepped into the bathroom. Leaning on the marble countertop, she sighed. She loved her sisters, but with them all in the house, it was going to be a long six weeks.

  * * *

  “So Riley said you had a hot date last night?” Chelle whispered conspiratorially as she sat in the fold-out chair beside Haley. They were relaxing on the deck, watching the kids happily bouncing in the rented jumping princess castle.

  “What?” Haley turned to look at her, fanning herself with a makeshift accordion fan she’d crafted out of Emily’s construction paper.

  It had to be pushing at least ninety in the shade and Haley was roasting in the puffy princess dress she’d promised Emily she’d wear. For a moment, Haley honestly had no idea what Chelle was talking about but then it dawned on her.

  She shook her head, laughing. “No. I didn’t. I had to go pick Bec and Jess up from the airport.”

  “Oh.” Chelle tilted her head in question. “I wonder why Riley sai—”

  “Because,” Haley interrupted, explaining, “when he asked if I had a date, I told him it was none of his business. I get so sick of my cousins playing overprotective big brother.”

  “I see.” Chelle nodded in understanding as she bounced baby Mya on her knee. The baby giggled, waving her arms. “Well, speaking from experience of having my own overprotective brother, I don’t think they’re playing. So are you seeing anyone? I won’t tell Riley. Pinky swear.”

  Ummm…

  Haley wasn’t sure how to answer that question. No, technically she wasn’t seeing anyone. And even as soon as last night, before she had left to go pick up her sisters at the airport, Haley would have said a confident ‘no.’ But after Eddie had backed her up against the door, kissed her senseless, and told her that he’d missed her, it had given her a glimmer of hope that something could come of them. Still, she wouldn’t be changing her Facebook status to ‘in a relationship’ anytime soon.

  “Nope. I’ve been so busy with the store.” Haley wasn’t technically lying. She had been busy with the store.

  “Good, then this will be perfect because he is right across the street.” Chelle gave Haley a knowing grin. “Location is everything.”

  What? Was she talking about Eddie? It had to be Eddie. He was the only person under fifty who lived on this side of the street. Oh boy. Haley did not think Eddie would appreciate his sister trying to play cupid. In fact, knowing Eddie, that would only give him one more argument as to why he and Haley shouldn’t be together. He hated when people meddled in his life. She needed to nip this thing in the bud and do it fast!

  “I don’t really like being set up—” Haley tried to explain just as Amber and Katie sat down across from Haley.

  “Oh!” Katie rubbed her hands together. “Are we talking about ‘Operation Set Up Haley’?”

  “There’s an operation?” Haley squeaked out. She did not like what she was hearing. Not. At. All.

  “Yes.” Amber sat back in the cushioned chair, sipping on a can of soda. “And for the record, I voted for a different name.”

  “I’m sorry but ‘Operation Get Haley Laid’ is not happening,” Haley said flatly.

  Amber shrugged, seemingly unfazed by the rejection.

  “Look”—Haley put her hands up—“I really appreciate the fact that you guys want me to…meet…someone. But, honestly, I’ve got it covered.”

  “I beg to differ. I know that I’ve only been back in town for a couple of years, but I haven’t seen you go out with the same guys more than a couple of times.” Katie pulled her long blond hair up in a ponytail holder. “On a side note, is anyone else melting out here?”

  All the girls murmured their agreement. For a brief, naïve moment, Haley thought that the subject might have actually moved on from her fledgling love life. She should have known better.

  “Did you tell her who we picked?” Katie clapped her hands together, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

  “Not yet, but—” Chelle began,

  “I know who it is.” Haley leaned forward, trying desperately to convey that she did not, under any circumstance, want them interfering
. “You guys, seriously, I’ve got it covered.”

  “Wait.” Katie narrowed her eyes. “Are you already seeing him?”

  “What?” Haley shook her head back and forth, hoping that she looked taken aback by the question and not guilty as charged. “No.”

  Of course Katie would ask that question. Haley loved her cousin’s wife, and she was happy that Jason, who had been in love with Katie since kindergarten, had ended up with his soul mate. Especially since during middle school and high school Katie had dated Jason’s best friend Nick. The two of them had definitely taken the long road to happily ever after, and Haley was over the moon that they had found their way back to each other.

  The thing about Katie, though, was that she did have a tendency to go all Sherlock Holmes when it came to people and their relationships. In fact, Katie’s nickname growing up had been Sherlock. Katie had always maintained that she just liked putting facts together like puzzle pieces. Which, Haley was sure, came in handy in her chosen profession of law. Normally, Haley loved when Katie went all super sleuth, especially if it had to do with someone’s romantic relationships. However, now that all that detection prowess was laser-focused on Haley, well, she didn’t really appreciate it so much.

  Katie’s eyes widened as she pointed her forefinger accusatorily at Haley. “Yes! You are sooo seeing him.”

  “Shhh,” Haley shushed them, looking around to make sure that Eddie was not in hearing range. Luckily, he was on the other side of the yard manning the bouncy castle with Riley, Jason, and Seth. She was safe. For now.

  “Why?” Katie lowered her voice, looking around. “Is he here? Does he have kids?”

  “What are you talking about? Of course he—” Haley shut her mouth mid-sentence, utilizing her own Nancy Drew detective skills, when she saw all three of the girls looking at her with confusion written all over their faces. Uh oh. “Wait. Who are you guys talking about?”

  “Who are you talking about?” Amber and Katie both chorused in unison.

  Haley’s stomach dropped to the wood planks below her. She wanted to throw up. The girls just stared at Haley expectantly. She had no idea how she was going to dig her way out of the deep hole she’d just blasted open with a large piece of her homemade stick of foot-in-mouth dynamite.

  “Emily wants to bounce with Mya in the bouncy castle.” Riley made his way up the steps to the deck and held his hands out to his baby girl on Chelle’s lap. “Come see Daddy.”

  The baby smiled happily as Riley pulled her into his arms. Riley turned to go back down the steps but then slowly pivoted back around and eyed all four of the women sitting in the circle.

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yep,” Haley answered quickly. Amber, Chelle, and Katie also responded with yeses or nods of their heads.

  Riley’s expression turned skeptical. “Was I interrupting something?”

  Haley again shot off a rapid fire response. “Nope.” The other three all indicated ‘no’ as well.

  Pulling his daughter up higher in his arms, Riley got a small half smile on his face. “What were you four talking about?”

  “He’s not going to drop this,” Chelle announced before sighing. “We were just suggesting to Haley that she might want to think about going out with—”

  “Oh,” Riley said as realization dawned on his face. “Operation Set Up Haley.”

  Oh. My. God. Riley knew about this!

  “I don’t know, cuz. I met coffee boy today and I was not impressed. I think you could do better.” Riley put in his two cents before taking the steps two at a time and heading over to the bouncy castle.

  Coffee boy? Ohhhh, that makes sense now. “You guys wanted to set me up with Trenton?”

  Trenton Marsden owned The Daily Grind coffee house. Which was “across the street” from Tempting. He seemed nice enough and was good-looking, but there were no sparks, and Haley really didn’t want to get involved with someone who worked on the same street with her. But the main—only!—thing that he and any other guy had working against them was…they weren’t Eddie.

  “Well now you know who we were talking about. Who were you talking about?” Katie leaned forward.

  “Cake time!” Eddie called out and the kids all ran in the house.

  Ahhh, saved by the cake.

  All the girls stood, and as the children ran up the deck and into the house like a herd of wild geese, the guys followed after them. Haley felt Eddie’s eyes on her as the adults all made their way inside the house.

  “Oh. My. Gosh,” she heard Katie whisper.

  Haley turned around to find Katie’s hand over her mouth and her eyes wide and darting between Haley and Eddie.

  Great. So Katie knows.

  * * *

  Eddie moved into the kitchen and pulled the princess cake out of the refrigerator. He hadn’t planned on doing the cake yet. He had planned to give the kids another hour or so to play in the bouncy house. But he had reassessed his plan when Riley had come back to report that Chelle, Amber, and Katie were all working on ‘Operation Set Up Haley.’ Eddie decided that little cupid powwow needed to be disbanded immediately.

  What better distraction at a kid’s birthday than cake?

  “Ooeee,” The Colonel said loudly as he made his way inside the house. “It’s so hot out there I saw two trees fightin’ over a dog.”

  “Trees were fighting over a dog?” Emily asked, looking like her little mind had officially been blown. She wasn’t alone either. Eddie saw that all of the kids at the party had similar expressions on their faces.

  “It’s just an expression,” Haley smiled down at Em. “Like break a leg, remember?”

  “Do we need to Google it?” Emily asked in all seriousness.

  Eddie shook his head. “Nope.”

  “Well then what does it mean?” His daughter propped her skinny arms on her hips and stuck one hip out.

  When had she started challenging everything he said? And more importantly, when was it going to stop?

  “It means that it is so hot that both of the trees want the dog to pee on them so they can cool off,” Eddie explained as he brought the cake to the dining room table.

  There was a mixed reaction from the under-ten crowd. The boys all started laughing, and on the girls’ side, there were a lot of “Eww” and “Gross” remarks.

  He had to smile.

  “Hales, can you grab the knife and a lighter?” Eddie pulled the candles out of his pocket.

  “Sure,” she answered.

  He noticed that her voice was a little high. When he looked up to see if everything was okay, Haley was already in the kitchen. He did notice, however, that Katie, Amber, and Chelle all had strange looks on their faces.

  That’s weird.

  “Here you go,” Haley chirped in the same high-pitched voice.

  He reached out to take the knife and lighter from her, wrapping his hand around hers and holding it for a moment, not letting her go. When he did, her eyes lifted to meet his. He didn’t know if she’d been intentionally avoiding eye contact with him all day or if it had just been in his imagination and she’d been acting perfectly normal. But he did know this was the first time all day that they’d looked into each other’s eyes.

  “You okay?” he asked quietly. He was fairly confident that no one had heard his question since the noise level in the room was at an all-time high with all the kids and adults talking and laughing.

  “Yep,” she answered cheerily—a little too cheerily for his liking. Then she pulled her hand out of his grasp and moved back, blending into the crowd of people.

  Em pulled on his shirt. “Cut the cake, Daddy.”

  “First, you have to blow out your candles,” he explained as he took them out of the cardboard box and gently placed them around the cake.

  He lit all eight and then the entire room sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to Em. He was trying his best to focus on enjoying his little girl’s birthday. It was driving him crazy that what he really wanted to do was take Hale
y upstairs, strip her out of that fluffy dress she was wearing, and kiss every inch of her body.

  Shit. He had to stop thinking like that. Especially since kids were present.

  As he cut the cake, Haley stepped beside him and started distributing the slices, placing a fork on each plate as she did. He looked over at her and a realization hit him that she’d been doing the same thing for years now. Since her return to Harper’s Crossing over four years ago, whenever he cut the cake, she passed it out.

  Eddie remembered exactly how it had started the first year she was home from college. He’d handed her the second piece after giving Em the first, since it was Haley’s birthday too. She’d in turn given it to a kid. When he’d told her that he’d meant that piece to be hers, she’d scrunched up her nose and waved her hand dismissively, saying, “I’ll get mine after everyone gets a piece.”

  That was Haley. She always put others’ needs before her own. Never put herself first. Never asked for what she wanted.

  But she had asked for what she wanted in the dressing room. Had that really been all she wanted? One night with him? Or was that all she’d asked for because he’d been such an asshole about the whole thing that it was all she knew she could get.

  Highlights of the last few weeks ran through his head like the ticker tape on the NYSE. Haley telling him she loved him. Haley turning guy after guy who’d asked her out down. Haley saying that she hadn’t been with anyone in four years because she’d only wanted him.

  Other things started popping up too. Haley braiding Em’s hair. Haley doing homework with Em. Haley painting Em’s fingernails for the party.

  Every time he or his daughter needed her, Haley was there. No questions. No complaints. Haley had been there for him and his daughter day or night.

  And what had he done to thank her? Flirted with her. Made love to her in her store. Grabbed her and kissed her outside of his house. All while telling her they couldn’t get involved.

  What in the hell was he doing?

  A soft hand touched his arm and he jumped.

  “Are you okay?” Haley asked, repeating the same question he’d posed to her not five minutes before.

  He nodded but didn’t answer. There was so much he wanted to say to her. The only problem was that he didn’t know what it was exactly or where to start.