Clutch & Taylor: The Wedding (Custom Culture Book 6) by Tess Oliver

Author:Tess Oliver [Oliver, Tess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugartree Press
Published: 2017-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

Twenty

Taylor

Scotlyn and Cassie cast me sheepish smiles as I recovered from the shock of seeing Clutch emerge from the backseat of Nix's car. "We didn't know Clutch was coming until last night," Cassie called as I rushed back inside.

It took me a second to remember which of the many rooms was mine. I peeked into each one until I saw my purple suitcase. I shot inside and slammed the bedroom door behind me. I'd been tricked, and from the look on Clutch's face, he'd been duped too. My so called friends had assured me that Clutch was staying behind for this trip. Even if they'd only found out last night that Clutch was coming, that was plenty of time to tell me. I had a good mind to stay hibernating in my assigned bedroom with its lush decor for the rest of the weekend.

I sat down on the bed and hugged a pillow to my chest. Deep voices and footsteps echoed in the cavernous great room downstairs. I could make out who was talking but not what was being said. Clutch hadn't spoken a word. I knew his voice like I knew my own. Maybe he'd decided not to come inside. He might just have been mad enough at seeing me that he climbed back into the car.

Just as I finished the thought, I heard it. The soothing hum of his deep voice. I couldn't understand what he was saying but just the familiar resonance of his tone made me hug the pillow tighter to stop the swell of heartbreak. I'd continued bravely on these past few weeks, devoting myself to work, all the while trying to convince myself that I was a grown, independent woman who didn't need to rely on the support and affection of a man to make my life complete. But all that resolve crumbled the second Clutch climbed out of the backseat. All I could think was how badly I missed him. Now he was here. In the same house.

And I was sitting in my bedroom and pouting like a little girl. I tossed aside the pillow and climbed off the bed. The house was magnificent, more beautiful than any place I'd ever been. All of my friends were downstairs and the ski slopes were calling to me. I'd been in sore need of a weekend of fun, and I wasn't going to hide out in the bedroom for three days. I walked into the bathroom, an elegantly appointed room where the fixtures alone were probably worth more than everything I owned put together.

I checked my makeup in the mirror and then chided myself for giving a damn how I looked. I was here to take a breather from work stress, not to worry that my mascara was smudged. A few days of snowboarding and laughing with my friends would do the trick. It was nice to get away from the city, and it was extra nice to be able to wear some winter clothes for a change.

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