7: Bolt Saga, Book 7 by Angel Payne

Author:Angel Payne
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642630367
Publisher: Waterhouse Press

Chapter Four

Emma

“Emmalina! What a happy coincidence.”

I’m still too far away to see whether the forced pleasantry in Trixie’s voice extends all the way to her eyes, but I’m sure I’m about to find out—just as I’m certain the cause of her unease is due to the men who accompany her. Okay, not all the men. Lawson’s holding her hand with comfortable affection, as always, and the older, distinguished guy on her other side seems to be a friend dressed as the love child of Annoying Orange and The Mask. But as I continue down the path, every step bringing me closer to meeting their progress, neither Lawson nor his buddy are the source of my fixation.

It’s reserved for the pair behind them.

Whom I already recognize, courtesy of the few photos I’ve managed to yank up on the internet.

Whom I already feel weird about, courtesy of all Trixie’s revelations from yesterday—and the subsequent follow-up of a meltdown from the man I love.

Whom I regard now with even more suspicion, courtesy of this not-so-tiny bombshell in the evening. During an event that’s supposed to be about Reece’s victories as a new man, not the downfalls of his youth.

“Happy is what we’re all here for, right?” I finish the response with a listen-up-you-two look at Chase and Tyce Richards. Might as well put my figurative foot down, along with the stiletto heel in which it stands, right now. Cause my man any distress, and both of you will learn what a Louboutin in the lungs feels like.

“Perfectly put, as always,” Lawson praises as we all stop at the crux of my path and theirs. He waits for Trixie to step over and air buss me on both cheeks before doing the same. “And in stunning togs tonight too.”

“You took the words out of my mouth, darling.” Trixie slides a hand down into mine, using our clasp to “swish” me back and forth. The folds of my gold satin sweep train flair out a little, colliding softly with her fuller skirt, fashioned with forest-green taffeta. “Few but you could pull off a full crew neckline, Emmalina.”

“Why, thank you, ma’am.” I joke with a bad Southern belle accent in the hopes of lightening the mood before Reece gets over here. My periphery is tracking every one of his wide, determined steps, though every pore of my being has been ignited from the second I first set eyes on him. Holy shit. He’s the hottest man in this whole damn park tonight, even though he looks like a matador ready to take down a bull—or five—and he’s completely, thoroughly mine. “I’m…sorry?” I finally manage to stammer to Trixie, not hearing a word of whatever she’s just asked me.

Fortunately, the woman observes that I’m off track due to ogling her youngest, which intensifies the twinkles in her eyes as she repeats, “I was asking where you got this creation. I may need to make the shop a stop before we depart back home.”

“I have no idea.” I shrug and then laugh.

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