Hitched (The Red Shoe Memoirs Book 1) by Kinrade Karpov

Author:Kinrade, Karpov [Kinrade, Karpov]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Weekend Plans

For the next few weeks, Sebastian and I spend nearly every night together. As I slink into the house one morning after a particularly late night talking, laughing, watching our favorite movies, making love… Tate corners me in the kitchen as I add sugar to my coffee.

"The prodigal sister returns, and not in the clothes you were wearing last night. Did the good doctor give you a drawer?" he asks, looking around for my bags.

"Yes, actually. And a key to his house." Which I'd been reluctant to accept, but it made the most sense, since he lives alone and we spend most of our time at his house.

Tate pulls himself up and sits on the counter, watching me wipe up spilled sugar. "It's getting serious." He doesn't say it as a question, but as a statement. And with his grown-up voice, as if to emphasize the actual seriousness of the situation.

"It's a summer fling. What have you been up to?"

"Nope, that's not going to work this time. This isn't a fling, and you know it, and you need to be honest with this guy if you're really planning on breaking his heart at the end of the summer. He doesn't deserve that."

I push down a flare of anger at being lectured by my womanizing brother on how to treat people in a romantic relationship. "Says the guy who doesn't bother calling a girl the next day. Look, Sebastian knows how I feel. Why does everything have to be defined and decided on now? Can't we just enjoy getting to know each other without all the pressure? I'm sick of it."

I'm about to stalk out of the kitchen, when Tate hops off the counter and stops me. "You're right; I'm sorry. I'm not in a position to judge anyone. I just don't want you to get hurt."

I soften my scowl. "I'm fine."

I walk to my desk and flip through the messages Tate left. There's one that catches my eye. "Mom called again?"

"Yeah. I didn't want to bother you, but apparently our beloved grandmother is getting worse. Mom insists we come visit."

I raise an eyebrow. "Insists? And she'll do what if we don't?"

He shrugs. "I'm just passing the message along. We also got a few new client calls."

I sink into my leather desk chair and fire up my MacBook. "Let's focus on that and forget all the drama, shall we? I need to lose myself in work today."

He nods and takes a seat at his own desk. We spend the rest of the day working hard, making plans for several other parties we have booked and placing ads in newspapers locally and in California, since a lot of Californians use Vegas as their last minute wedding destination.

At the end of the day, Tate brings me another cup of coffee and sits on the edge of my desk. "Are you gone again tonight?"

I realize he looks lonely. "No, Sebastian has to work tonight. I'm all yours. What do you want to do?"

He smiles, his blue eyes brightening.

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