Fern Michaels by Pretty Woman

Author:Pretty Woman [Woman, Pretty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-25T23:33:34.281000+00:00

First things first. He pulled out his cell phone. He had to call Heather. He knew she was going to be spitting mad. After a night like the one he'd just spent, he really didn't care. He was probably going to wake her up. She was such a spoiled brat. He took a minute to compare the sex he'd had with Heather with what he'd done with Hillary last night. Heather was better, but Hillary was richer. No contest.

"Hey, baby, rise and shine...Oh, did I wake you?...Heather, how many times do I have to tell you not to wait up for me...Sweet cakes, I wanted to be alone last night. I do have a life besides the time I spend with you...What do you mean did I forget this weekend? Of course not." What the hell was this weekend? "Oh, yes, of course, we were going to go to your house on the river. The truth, baby, I did forget. Maloy has me so bogged down with paperwork I don't know if I'm coming or going. I have to finish it up. I spent all night working...I can be at your place by one o'clock. You'll have to drive though.

I'm just too tired...If you're going to whine and ruin the weekend by acting childish, then maybe I should just stay home and finish the rest of my paperwork and get some sleep...Don't worry about me. I can stop by Rosalie's house. She always has a big shindig over the holiday...One o'clock is just fine with you?

Good, I'll see you then." So predictable.

Kent's second call was to Hillary. He just knew he was going to call one or the other by the wrong name one of these days. He really needed to stay alert. Hillary's sleepy voice came over the wire. "Well, hello,"

she purred. "Are you calling to tell me you're on your way over?"

"I wish I were. Hillary, can I take a rain check till Monday afternoon? My boss wants...actually he is demanding I go with him to Marietta to talk to a builder who is considering giving us the sole representation of his new development. It's such a coup, I can't say no. I should be back by three, no later. You can use the time resting up and getting ready for me. You almost killed me last night. You know that, don't you?" He forced a lilt to his voice that surprised even him.

There was more small talk as Kent prowled through the downstairs, opening and closing drawers, leaving no stone unturned. When he finally ended the call to Hillary, he turned his phone off, jammed it into his hip pocket, and raced up the stairs, where he went from room to room. He blinked at the change in furnishings in the master bedroom. Silver must like a king-size bed. More power to him. He would have opted for a sleeping bag, so he wouldn't have to sleep next to Rosalie. To each his own.

The day after Rosalie had booted him out, she'd been in the guest room when he'd arrived at the house.

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