Dirty Beautiful Rich Part One by Devon Eva

Author:Devon, Eva [Devon, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bard Productions
Published: 2015-01-16T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

At one time, Julie had been relatively comfortable in expensive surroundings. She could still remember her grandmother’s house in Portland. Beautiful, old, filled with antiques that her penny pinching, hardworking Irish gran had bought over the years. . . But her grandmother had never been one of the wealthy class. Not really. She’d worked her way from a maid in the early twentieth century for one of the most exclusive Portland families to one of the highest paid and most sought after chefs by the time she was forty. As a result, Julie’s dad, son of said exacting chef, had known how to make a perfect tea sandwich and could set a table with the best of them.

She supposed she should thank the grandmother who had been her first baby sitter for ensuring that she wouldn’t be utterly flummoxed by the situation unfolding before her. But she couldn’t quite shake the feeling she didn’t belong.

Sure, she could eat at a table like the one she was suddenly standing in front of in Mr. Fitzgerald’s Vail house, but only because her servant roots had left her that skill. There were four forks, several knives, and a handful of spoons. There were also four Waterford crystal glasses of varying sizes for the varying courses. All set on crisp, extremely expensive linen.

Great, she was going to be on her tiptoes through the meal. She was a terrible spiller. And the table linen was white. It didn’t help that she knew the general rule to start from the outside and go in. There was silver above the place setting as well as beside it. Knowing what it was for didn’t make her feel any less like Julia Robert’s character in Pretty Woman.

Of course, she wasn’t a prostitute, but to the Earl of Clare, her family were peasants. Did he still think of the little people as peasants? A smile curved her lips. Maybe she’d ask him.

“Would madam care for a cocktail while she waits?” a servant suddenly asked, appearing as if from nowhere.

It was tempting. But she didn’t want Mr. Fitzgerald thinking she had a drinking problem given that she was totally blitzed not twelve hours before. She shook her head and the perfectly dressed servant exited.

And then she heard it.

His voice.

A shiver ran straight down her spine and rested between her thighs.

How did he do that? She swallowed and locked her gaze on the Colorado river stone arched doorway. Even from down the hall, she could feel his presence. The dark timbre of his voice touched with the slightest lilt had her whole body tingling.

Damian Fitzgerald paused before the doorway, iPad in hand, speaking with a much younger and slighter man. After a barely audible order, the young man took the iPad and headed down the hall.

Slowly, Fitzgerald turned to her, his entire face changing from what had to be a stone cold business facade to that slow burning smile. He took his time, his gaze lingering over her face.

“You came,” he observed.

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