Inked by Her (Queen of Hearts Ink Book 3) by ChaShiree M. & MK Moore

Author:ChaShiree M. & MK Moore [M., ChaShiree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Moosehead Series Spin Off, Queen of Hearts Ink novella
Publisher: ChaShiree M. and MK Moore
Published: 2018-07-22T16:00:00+00:00

Sitting in my office all I can seem to think about is how much of a clusterfuck last month was. In the weeks leading up to Portia’s visit, I had it all planned out in my mind. I was going to get her from the airport and we were going to go for a light dinner, before getting her settled in. Maybe have some wine after a shower and I wanted to fall asleep holding her. Of course, waking up was going to be fun, because there is no way I would have been able to make it out of the bed without fucking the shit out of my Angel.

But the minute my dad walked into my office with a casefile the size of a Kardashian Wikipedia site, I knew it all had been blown to shit. The most prominent part of me wanted to tell him to walk that shit to someone else. I have plans. But I always have in the back of my mind that I have this contract I have to finish out. After that I have no idea, but t least I will be free to choose.

Looking down at my calendar, I make sure once again everything has been cleared for the weekend. I am leaving in 4 hours and nothing is going to stop me. And I am not taking any work with me. I push my intercom button to buzz my secretary.

“Yes, mister Gentry. How may I help you?”

“Hey Lisa. I see my red-light blinking. What’s up?”

“Yes sir. There are five messages from your mom confirming dinner with your grandparents this weekend at the lake house.”

“I asked you to send her my apologies and tell her I couldn’t make it.”

“I did sir. She simply said “nonsense. He knows these gatherings are not optional. Remind him Lisa.”

Figures. My family is literally the epitome of a closed ranked cabinet. They feel as if they need to control everything. Well screw that. I am not going. I reach over to buzz Lisa and tell her as such, when she buzzes me first.

“Sir your mom is on her way back there. So sorry.” Shit. Here we go.

Not even, 30 seconds later in walks the Jackie Kennedy of Boston. Never a hair out of place, always polished, coordinated, and composed. Fucking Stepford Wife. I get up from my seat and walk over to the other side and kiss each of her cheeks.

“Mother. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Perry darling. I was on my way to the DB (Daughters of Boston) meeting and I thought I would come to remind you to make sure you groom for tomorrow. You know how your grandmother hates hair on a man’s face of a certain age. Also, she is bringing someone for you to meet.”

None of this is surprising, but it still pisses me off nonetheless.

“Mother. As I know you are aware, Lisa informed you I would not be present. I am going out of town and will not be returning until Sunday night.

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