Deception by Lexi Whitlow

Author:Lexi Whitlow [Whitlow, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-25T18:30:00+00:00

13

Sarah

Margaret, right?”

“Margot,” I say as we wait outside the door to her apartment, a cute walk-up in West Harlem. “And he’s Bryan.”

“Bryan,” Justin says with a nod. “With a Y, not an I. I remember. She’s your VP Marketing, he’s a stockbroker.”

“Marketing Programs.” I drop a wink. “But I’ll give you that one. Three out of four ain’t bad.”

He’s in a casual Givenchy suit, with brown wingtips and belt, an ensemble that somehow says “hey, look at me” and yet “nothing special here” at the same time. Like a catalog photo where the guy is wearing a Rolex while he paddles a canoe. It goes perfectly with my sleeveless summer dress, a pattern of white roses on a solid navy background, and he didn’t even know what I was wearing until he arrived at my door in his limo to pick me up. I still can’t believe he has his own driver.

I feel like I’m in a movie. Except for the nerves, of course.

“And if they want to know about us?” I ask, eyebrows raised.

He sighs. “The whole ‘Ben’ thing was a misunderstanding. We laugh about it now.”

“Very good.” I reach behind and squeeze his butt cheek. “And if anyone asks about our sex life, just nod and smile.”

“Will they?” His eyes go wide.

“I make no guarantees when it comes to the Gang of Four.”

“Wish we were doing it right now.”

“Patience, tiger. You’ll get yours later, I promise.”

He leers at me. “So will you.”

A feel a flash of heat down below just as the door opens on Margot’s round face. She’s one of the most open people I’ve ever met, and I know the smile she’s wearing is genuine. But her expression changes ever so slightly when she sees Justin.

I wrap an arm around her neck and pull her in for a hug, but I can tell her eyes are still on him.

“Margot, this is Justin. Justin, Margot.”

She takes his outstretched hand, but her eyes never leave his face.

“Wow,” she says. “You’re just as gorgeous as Sarah said you were.”

He grins. “What a coincidence; so are you.”

The line seems to pull her even further into a schoolgirl daze. She stares at him for several seconds before finally shaking her head.

“Where are my manners? Come in, come in!”

Once inside, Justin hands her a bottle of the wine from the Blackthorn. She eyes it curiously.

“Domaine Leroy,” she says, pronouncing it DO-mayne LEE-roy. “I’ve never heard of that one.”

“It’s French,” I say. “How bad could it be, right?”

Margot giggles. “Any wine’s good if you drink enough of it!”

Justin and I share a glance and smile.

Inside are the rest of the “Gang of Four,” their spouses, and several people I don’t recognize, whom I assume are friends of the groom-to-be. Judging by their suits, I’m guessing they’re all finance types like him.

“Thank you very much for inviting us,” says Justin. “You have a beautiful home.”

Margot’s schoolgirl act is still in full swing as she openly stares at Justin. Another man might have been uncomfortable, but he’s taking it in stride.

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