Heartbreak for Hire by Sonia Hartl

Author:Sonia Hartl
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2021-07-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

I had no choice but to leave Mark on the dance floor and get to work. After my target made his grand entrance, he jumped off the stage and headed to the mechanical bull. I followed, keeping far enough back to assess the situation. He collected a twenty and thumbed a button on his headset, presumably to call one of his waitresses over to take a ride. That’s when I took the opportunity to bump into him, spilling my drink down the front of his shirt.

“Oh my goodness.” I made a big show of pressing my hands against his chest to wipe off the beer. He wasn’t a big man, but he was soft. It was like kneading dough. “I’m just so gosh-darned clumsy. Forgive me.” I gave him my best cow eyes, but he wasn’t looking at my face. So I wrung my hands in a way that would press my cleavage together and got on with the show. “Tell me I can make it up to you.”

“I wouldn’t say no to a drink from a beauty like you,” he said to my chest. “Why don’t you join me in the back, so I can change my shirt.”

I resisted the urge to tell him my eyes were above my neck and offered him my arm. “A handsome man wants to have a drink with clumsy ol’ me? Be still, my heart.” I was laying it on thick, but insecure men always needed a little extra coddling.

“That’s a mighty fine accent you have there.” He led me through saloon-style doors to the employees-only area. “Texas?”

I squealed. “Born and raised. I’m new to this big city, but after I finish school, I’m heading right on back to my family’s horse farm.”

“Horses, huh? I’m a rider myself.” He leered at my chest again. If I couldn’t get him to look at my face just once, he wouldn’t even notice if I left the bar with Mark. “I wonder if my dad ever shot a film there. He did a few westerns.”

There it was. I wondered if the staff took a shot every time he mentioned his father. Probably not. They’d be dead from alcohol poisoning by the end of the night.

“Your daddy is an actor?” I let my voice go breathy with awe as I faux-swooned. “I bet you had all kinds of adventures growing up.”

“Oh yeah.” He led me into a small office with horseshoes and spurs hanging on the wall. A framed photo of him and his father hung next to the labor law posters and the bar’s latest health inspection. He offered me a seat. “I’ve hung out with Brad a few times. You know, Pitt. He’s a cool guy. Clooney is too, but he’s slowed on the partying.”

From my research, Jesse’s father had had him when he was sixty-five and died of a heart attack five years later. Jesse had never set foot in Hollywood. He sure did like to name-drop though. I might’ve felt sorry for him, if he weren’t such a creep.

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