Booty and the Beast by Sosie Frost

Author:Sosie Frost [Frost, Sosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

13

Nick

Charisma’s invite to dinner was less a formal request and more a dire warning.

I didn’t sweat it.

I was already pretending to be a compassionate, loving boyfriend. I’d kissed her. Admired her naked perfection. Given her the greatest orgasm of her life with a goddamned vegetable.

It was one simple dinner with her parents.

How hard could it be?

Turned out…

Pretty fucking hard.

Because it wasn’t just an intimate night-out with her mother and father.

By the time the waiter brought out the sixth extra chair, I realized her ploy.

Her Aunt Cecilia—or was it Aunt Carolina?—wedged herself between Charisma and her mother. She grabbed the basket of bread from the middle of the table, took a slice, and dumped the rest in her purse. She nearly cracked her glass of wine with a chunky, turquoise beaded bracelet dangling from her wrist. In her enthusiasm to learn more details about our relationship, she asked anyone for every private detail of our romance.

“So…where did you two lovebirds meet?” Cecilia/Carolina had a big smile and a bigger mouth. I expected a little gossip, but recording the event via Facetime for the family back in Georgia seemed a tad invasive. “It’s a fairy tale! And we thought Charisma would be the ugly duckling forever!”

And with that, Charisma lowered her water and opted to drink her wine instead.

“We’ve been answering questions for an hour…” Charisma forced a smile. “Why don’t we call off the inquisition and have dinner instead?”

Charisma’s brother and his wife grumbled, both squeezed into the corner of the small bistro between her aunt, uncle, and a potted plant that had served as her sister-in-law’s ashtray.

“We’ve been waiting twenty minutes for our water,” Tanisha, Charisma’s sister-in-law, bounced a wailing two-year-old toddler on her lap. The child took out his frustrations by yanking off her wig. “The service here is terrible.”

“That’s because we reserved a table for four…” Charisma gestured toward her mother, a sweet venom in her words. “But Mom just wanted to tell everyone we were going out to eat tonight, and it seemed like such a good idea.”

Rhonda held her daughter’s hand above the table...but underneath? Completely different story. Her hidden palm stroked my thigh, giving it an invasive squeeze before heading toward the goal posts. I nearly bolted out of the chair, but Charisma wagged a victorious finger at me.

“You’re not leaving unless you get me out of here too,” she whispered.

And now I knew her game.

“Payback for the…” I cleared my throat. “Carrot?”

“You betcha.”

“Oh…” Rhonda laughed as if she’d had only two glasses of wine. Unfortunately, she was on her fourth. “I only mentioned this little get-together with Cecilia.”

Charisma chuckled, winking at me. “But you should know, Aunt Cecilia tells everyone everything.”

Rhonda downed half her glass of wine. “And why shouldn’t we tell everyone? This is wonderful. My baby girl, finally settled down.” She called to the elderly woman in the wheelchair across the table. “Isn’t that right, Grandma?”

The little old woman, hardly weighing enough to support the blanket over her knees, gave a smile. She nibbled on a piece of fried shrimp that hadn’t come from our table.

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