Break Away (The Moore Brothers Book 4) Read Online Free Page A

best damn waitress Lou’s Diner had ever seen!
    And what better way to celebrate having an income than by going out for a little retail therapy? Lilah bought herself a brand new outfit on the way home from her interview. And we’re talking new from the ground up, new shoes, matching nail polish, new bra and panties, all on top of the cute little dress she found. Sure, they weren’t the kind of high quality stuff she was used to, but damn, it felt good to have something decent on. Plus, that meant she had one more day to put off going to the laundromat.
    Lilah dug through the pile of dishes cluttering the sink and counter for a bowl and rinsed it out, scrunching up her nose at the bits of crusted food she had to chip off with her fingernail. I should really clean this shit up, she thought as she poured herself a bowl of cereal. She decided she would do just that after a quick trip to the pool. She didn’t start work until tomorrow. Today was going to be all about enjoying herself.
    After eating, Lilah changed and grabbed her still soggy swim bag and headed out into the already sweltering heat. She was locking her door behind her when the neighbor's door swung open and a disheveled redhead staggered out.
    “Fuck you, Cole Bennett,” she screeched as she slammed the door shut.
    Lilah couldn’t help but stop and stare. This was an obvious walk of shame. The redhead’s clothes were too fancy for a Sunday morning and were wrinkled from a night spent in a ball on the floor. Her hair was wild and her makeup smeared. The girl turned and caught Lilah staring.
    “You see that bastard, you can tell him he can go straight to hell!” She stabbed at Lilah with her finger, her eyes wild and blazing. Without waiting for a response, she staggered off, teetering in her high heels like Bambi on ice.
    Well, chalk that up as a brand new life experience. Having a stranger in last night’s clothes shriek at her on the sidewalk was definitely something she hadn’t run across before. Lilah chuckled to herself as she walked to the pool, her flip-flops flipping and flopping underneath her. The first thing she saw when she pushed through the gate into the pool was the infamous Cole Bennett, swimming laps. She scanned the lounge chairs and found one sporting a towel that looked like the one Cole had used yesterday and, even though she had her choice of multiple empty chairs this morning, chose the one chair right beside the one she thought was Cole’s.
    She told herself it was because she wanted to thank him again, but she knew it was because she wanted to tease him about the crazy woman coming out of his apartment. She didn’t have to wait long for him to finish his swim. In fact, she got the distinct impression that he caught sight of her and ended his swim early. He grasped the edges of the pool and pulled himself up and out, water streaming over his body. Damn, he sure was easy on the eyes.
    “Hey,” he said, as he walked her way, leaving a trail of wet footprints behind him.
    “Your girlfriend seems pissed.” Lilah skipped the thank you and went right for the jugular.
    Cole shrugged and reached for his towel. “I don’t do girlfriends.”
    “Well, then, the girl I ran into leaving your apartment this morning didn’t seem too happy with you.” Lilah pushed her sunglasses up onto her head. “Did you know we’re neighbors?”
    “You don’t say?”
    “Yep. I’m in 3B.”
    “Right next door, then.” Cole dropped his towel onto his chair and had a seat.
    “Yep,” Lilah said, popping the p at the end of the word. “Which is how I ended up being given a very important message from some yowling redhead. Apparently, you can feel free to go to hell.” Lilah couldn’t help but smile as Cole shook his head.
    “I don’t know what part of ‘I don’t do girlfriends so you better be cool with that before you come over’ she didn’t understand.” He ran a hand through his wet hair and stretched out on the lounge chair, his