singing along to an Intensity song (yes, Celine managed to wrangle radio duties away from him) when her phone rang. A rather unflattering picture of Ruthie appeared on her screen.
Brian looked over her shoulder and began laughing. “Wow! Does she know you use that as her caller ID picture?”
Celine smiled. “Yeah, she knows and she absolutely hates it.” She snickered as she swiped her phone to answer the call. “Hello?”
“Celine! Thank God you answered!” Ruthie’s surprised voice answered from the other line.
Feeling perplexed, Celine replied, “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Never mind. Anyway, you will not believe this place! It’s like a hotel from a movie! Get this, I’m right next door to Cash’s room!”
“Guess you really aren’t afraid of throwing yourself at a guy,” Celine mumbled. Brian threw a curious glance at Celine. She shook her head in response.
“What?” Ruthie asked. Even she couldn’t miss the snarky edge in Celine’s tone. “What’s wrong with you? This has always been a dream! You know, having Cash fall for us!”
“He’s not going to fall for you, Ruthie.” Celine knew she was being blunt, but she had no choice. After finding out that Cash was nothing but a male tramp, coupled with Ruthie’s naivety with men, the situation was bound to end horribly.
Ruthie snorted on the other line. “Sheesh, can we be any bitchier?”
“I’m not being bitchy,” Celine argued. “Ruthie, not saying that you aren’t a total catch or anything, but Cash is a celebrity.”
“So what?” Ruthie snapped.
“Well, you want someone stable and loyal. I’m sorry, but I don’t think Cash would be that for you. Women are probably nothing but toys for him.”
“You don’t know him!” Ruthie protested.
“You don’t, either!” Celine reminded her.
“How do you even know Cash is a womanizer? Did Brian tell you?” Ruthie brought her manicured hand to her mouth. “Shit! Can he hear our conversation?”
Celine rolled her eyes. “Of course he can hear me, he’s driving me home!”
“How embarrassing,” Ruthie muttered. “Speaking of Brian, I should be the one telling you to be careful!”
“Me?” Celine gasped.
“I saw the way you looked at him! Don’t lie.” Ruthie snorted. “It’s the reason why you wanted to leave, isn’t it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Celine murmured.
“Come off it, Celine. I know you as well as you think you know me.”
“I do know you well!” she protested.
“Precisely! You better take a gander at that big rock on your left hand. It’s not just there for accessorizing.” Ruthie’s voice was cold and distant. It was a tone Celine wasn’t used to hearing from her.
“It’s not like that and you know it.”
“Sure. Keep telling yourself that,” Ruthie chuckled sarcastically.
Celine sighed and pressed her hand against her forehead. “Just promise me you’ll be careful, okay? Cash is beyond any level man we’ve ever dealt with.”
“Fine. Just remember what I said, too.” Ruthie hung up without so much as saying goodbye.
“I can’t believe her,” Celine sighed, throwing her phone into the car’s cup holder. A sudden thought crossed her mind and she looked over at Brian apologetically. “I’m sorry for admitting you told me about Cash. I’m sure Ruthie won’t tell him what you said.”
Brian shook his head. “No worries. Cash knows exactly how I feel about him. Trust me. He’ll probably love the fact I warned someone about him. He gets off on being the bad boy.”
“Funny, I would never have thought of him as a bad boy. I always thought—”
“Braedon?”
She nodded.
“That’s how the industry manufactures these bands. They always give certain personas to each member. Helps appease every female taste from around the world! From what I gather, Cash was always viewed as the baby of the group. He was the sweet, nice one. It’s funny, but Braedon is actually a nicer guy than Cash
Brian looked over her shoulder and began laughing. “Wow! Does she know you use that as her caller ID picture?”
Celine smiled. “Yeah, she knows and she absolutely hates it.” She snickered as she swiped her phone to answer the call. “Hello?”
“Celine! Thank God you answered!” Ruthie’s surprised voice answered from the other line.
Feeling perplexed, Celine replied, “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Never mind. Anyway, you will not believe this place! It’s like a hotel from a movie! Get this, I’m right next door to Cash’s room!”
“Guess you really aren’t afraid of throwing yourself at a guy,” Celine mumbled. Brian threw a curious glance at Celine. She shook her head in response.
“What?” Ruthie asked. Even she couldn’t miss the snarky edge in Celine’s tone. “What’s wrong with you? This has always been a dream! You know, having Cash fall for us!”
“He’s not going to fall for you, Ruthie.” Celine knew she was being blunt, but she had no choice. After finding out that Cash was nothing but a male tramp, coupled with Ruthie’s naivety with men, the situation was bound to end horribly.
Ruthie snorted on the other line. “Sheesh, can we be any bitchier?”
“I’m not being bitchy,” Celine argued. “Ruthie, not saying that you aren’t a total catch or anything, but Cash is a celebrity.”
“So what?” Ruthie snapped.
“Well, you want someone stable and loyal. I’m sorry, but I don’t think Cash would be that for you. Women are probably nothing but toys for him.”
“You don’t know him!” Ruthie protested.
“You don’t, either!” Celine reminded her.
“How do you even know Cash is a womanizer? Did Brian tell you?” Ruthie brought her manicured hand to her mouth. “Shit! Can he hear our conversation?”
Celine rolled her eyes. “Of course he can hear me, he’s driving me home!”
“How embarrassing,” Ruthie muttered. “Speaking of Brian, I should be the one telling you to be careful!”
“Me?” Celine gasped.
“I saw the way you looked at him! Don’t lie.” Ruthie snorted. “It’s the reason why you wanted to leave, isn’t it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Celine murmured.
“Come off it, Celine. I know you as well as you think you know me.”
“I do know you well!” she protested.
“Precisely! You better take a gander at that big rock on your left hand. It’s not just there for accessorizing.” Ruthie’s voice was cold and distant. It was a tone Celine wasn’t used to hearing from her.
“It’s not like that and you know it.”
“Sure. Keep telling yourself that,” Ruthie chuckled sarcastically.
Celine sighed and pressed her hand against her forehead. “Just promise me you’ll be careful, okay? Cash is beyond any level man we’ve ever dealt with.”
“Fine. Just remember what I said, too.” Ruthie hung up without so much as saying goodbye.
“I can’t believe her,” Celine sighed, throwing her phone into the car’s cup holder. A sudden thought crossed her mind and she looked over at Brian apologetically. “I’m sorry for admitting you told me about Cash. I’m sure Ruthie won’t tell him what you said.”
Brian shook his head. “No worries. Cash knows exactly how I feel about him. Trust me. He’ll probably love the fact I warned someone about him. He gets off on being the bad boy.”
“Funny, I would never have thought of him as a bad boy. I always thought—”
“Braedon?”
She nodded.
“That’s how the industry manufactures these bands. They always give certain personas to each member. Helps appease every female taste from around the world! From what I gather, Cash was always viewed as the baby of the group. He was the sweet, nice one. It’s funny, but Braedon is actually a nicer guy than Cash
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