“Yes, you can carry your own beer. From now own, you can get it your own self, too. It doesn’t seem like you have any trouble getting liquor.”
Cash reached out, taking the beer with one hand before opening the door with the other. “Mag home?”
“No, she’s next door.” Rachel nodded to where Mag was sitting on her neighbor’s porch, talking.
Rachel went in the house, packing the grocery bags and setting them down on the counter.
“I bought them, so you can put them up,” she snapped. “I’m going to get changed.” She turned around after setting the groceries down and barreled into Cash’s chest. She’d thought he had moved away after setting down the beer.
“Careful, Rachel,” Cash warned. “I’m not in the best mood. I just spent yesterday with your brothers and Jace, and I spent the night at my cabin with them trying to give me alcohol poisoning with that moonshine they’ve been making.”
“You went hunting and drinking with my brothers?” she asked, stunned.
“Yes,” Cash gritted out, his head about to explode.
“Are they still alive?”
Cash bit back his laughter at the worry in her voice. “For now. I’m not making any promises, though. It depends on if I have to go to the hospital to get my stomach pumped.”
“Why would you…?”
“You know why.” Cash glared at her, lifting his sunglasses to his head.
At his look, Rachel took a step toward her bedroom. Cash leaned a hand out, bracing it on the wall, and blocked her escape.
“N-No.”
“Because I happen to have their approval for us to date.”
Rachel shook her head. “No way. They wouldn’t—”
“They did. Call them if you don’t believe me.”
Rachel didn’t have to; she saw the truth on his face. “That doesn’t mean shit. I’m not going to go out with you.”
“You going back on your word?”
Rachel’s eyes widened in shock. “I was freaking mouthing off. You know that!”
“Well, your mouth is going to be plenty busy Friday night. You’ve got a week to get used to the idea, or I’ll spread it all over town that a Porter’s word isn’t worth shit.”
“You better go on to the hospital because obviously my brothers’ moonshine has done some brain damage.”
Cash dropped his hand, letting her pass. “Friday, Rachel.”
She pushed past him, going to her bedroom and slamming the door shut. Pacing angrily around the small room, she was so mad she was tempted to throw something. Instead, she jerked her phone out of her pocket, pushing down on the familiar number.
“Hello?” Tate’s cautious voice answered his phone.
“What the hell, Tate?” Furiously, she laid into him.
“Rach—”
“How could you?” she stormed, ignoring his interruption.
“Rach—”
“I can’t believe my brothers stabbed me in the back!”
“Rach—”
“You called me every name in the book when you found out I slept with him!” she screamed into the phone.
“Rachel!”
She went quiet, recognizing that tone of voice from her childhood.
“Listen to me for a minute. You’ve been mooning over him since you were a kid. You’re the one who slept with him and ran away when you couldn’t stand seeing him with other women.”
“I left town because you all humiliated me.”
“Rachel, we’ve embarrassed you your whole life; that was nothing new. You ran because you didn’t know how to deal. You still don’t.”
“I don’t want to go out with him,” Rachel said stubbornly.
Tate’s voice softened. “Then don’t. We gave him our permission to date you. You do have the option to say no. The choice is still yours.”
Rachel went silent. She was conflicted; she couldn’t have her heart broken by Cash anymore.
“Sister, ask him about the rules.”
“What rules?”
“The rules he promised to keep if you started seeing each other. He agreed. He didn’t even put up a fuss. Have I ever not looked out for you?” he reasoned.
She remained silent.
“Rachel?”
“The night of the party… you really hurt me, Tate.”
“I know.” He didn’t apologize, but his voice was filled with remorse. “Give him another chance, Rachel. Give both of us another chance.”
Rachel sighed. “Okay.”
“That’s the sister I know and love.” He teased a smile out of her before she disconnected the call.
Changing out of her church clothes, she put on her jeans and t-shirt. As she braided her hair back, she felt much calmer than she had before entering the room. Pulling out her computer, she backed up her notes on her plants. She was very meticulous on keeping up-to-date with the progress of the seedlings.
Afterward, she cooked dinner. Cash didn’t emerge from his room for the rest of the night. Aware of how strong her brothers’ hooch was, she would be amazed if he was able to get out of bed for a couple of days.
Her brothers might have given their approval, but they had made him pay for it.
*
“What are you doing?” Rachel came up behind Lily, seeing her trying to slide a chair to the corner.
“I was just trying to make some more room,” Lily explained.