Bespoken: An Opposites-Attract Standalone Romance (Carmel Cove Book 2) by Dr. Rebecca Sharp

Author:Dr. Rebecca Sharp [Sharp, Dr. Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Carmel Cove Novel
Publisher: Dr. Rebecca Sharp
Published: 2020-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

Jules

I’d never been to Covington Security before; I’d never had the need.

But the modern gray structure hidden at the end of a gated drive just outside Carmel was everything I would’ve expected for one of the top security agencies on the west coast.

Fortified. Unassuming. Powerful.

Black framed windows and a black roof offset the flat gray of the exterior. Styled with clean lines and distinct block-like breaks to give it depth and allude to how large of an operation ran inside.

If Transformers could be buildings and not just cars, this place would be one—sitting ready at a moment’s notice to turn from headquarters of security into a soldier.

Climbing down from the maintenance truck, the gravel crunched under my pale gray heels.

I only had a little time before I had to get back to the resort for the luncheon with the new investors. Even coming here now was risking a major argument with my parents.

But I didn’t have a choice. I had to know the truth.

And I had to get it from the one person who knew, but wasn’t emotionally attached to me the way Laurel and Mick were.

“Miss Vandelsen.” Ace Covington stepped out from the doorframe where he’d been standing, his arms crossed over his fitted dark blue attire like a stone soldier.

My chin dipped. “Mr. Covington.”

“Ace,” he instructed, leading the way inside. “Follow me.”

I didn’t see much other choice. The interior of the building was as complex as the exterior was simple, and Ace led me through a maze of halls and rooms before settling on a single door.

“I asked Laurel to meet me here,” I informed him as he held the door open for me.

“I know.”

I paused, blinking up at him in surprise.

“She called me. I’ll have Dex bring her in when she gets here.”

“Oh.” Folding my arms, I walked into the space that was sparsely filled, containing nothing more than a round table with four chairs.

“So, Miss Vandelsen, how can I help you?” Ace asked as I took a seat, watching the larger man remain standing and staring at me with an ascertaining gaze.

“Just Jules. Please. And I came to talk to you about the night of my kidnapping,” I told him bluntly. When he didn’t respond, I continued, “I know it was Mick who killed the man who kidnapped and attacked me, and I want to know why the truth was kept from me.”

Shivers raced down my spine, emotion welling inside my chest. I clasped my hands in my lap, locking my fingers tight as though it could keep the tears at bay.

I couldn’t be emotional. And last night, I was emotional.

I was so emotional I hadn’t realized I’d left with Mick’s shirt on. Thank goodness it was only Mrs. Potts who caught me in the hall and asked if everything was okay, concerned about the extra-extra-large construction t-shirt still draped over me and decorated with flour.

It wasn’t convincing by any means, but telling her I spilled coffee on my blouse and Laurel’s boyfriend loaned me the shirt to wear was better than telling her the truth.

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