Keeping Her Safe_A Billionaire Second Chance Romance by Summer Brooks

Author:Summer Brooks [Brooks, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

10

Grace

“And he stood up and all I see is just pale, wrinkly old-man ass!” Lana finished. We were laughing hysterically over pad thai and a bottle of wine. She had brought the both of them to my office apartment at lunchtime in a transparent attempt to get me to spill the details about the guy I’d been getting dressed for that morning. I’d remained pretty tight-lipped so far, but I was also on my second glass of wine, so we both knew I’d be spilling my guts soon.

Lana was a nurse at a senior center in the Northwest suburbs where she lived. Most of those places got a really bad rep, but the one that she worked at seemed nice. Admittedly, I had never been there, because old people smell funny and the idea of so many people in one place being that close to death really creeps me out, but from the stories that Lana told, it sounded like a pleasant place to spend your final years. It did not, however, sound like a pleasant place to work.

“Ugh, Lana. I’m eating.”

I wasn’t eating, really. We had finished the pad thai and were well on our way to finishing the bottle of wine. My brain was in that fuzzy space between sober and drunk where my body felt warm and the volume of my voice was getting louder. If I drank more often, a couple of glasses of white wine might not have that effect on me, but as it stood, some light day drinking had me halfway toasted.

“So tell me about what’s going on with you, and I’ll stop talking about old men’s butts.”

The truth was, I didn’t even know where to begin. If I told Lana I’d been randomly spending time with her very hot, very rich cousin, she’d remind me of how awful he was and warn me off, but maybe that’s what I needed. I wasn’t having any success getting him out of my brain on my own.

As fate would have it, however, the moment that I resigned myself to telling her the truth, my phone began to vibrate on my desk. I looked at the caller ID; it was Charles Fields. I apologized to Lana before answering.

“Hello,” I said. “This is Grace Silver. How may I help you?” I was still working on my professional voice. This one sounded somewhere between a Kindergarten teacher and a nun with a stick up her ass. But Mr. Fields didn’t seem to mind.

“I know who it is,” he said. He was out of breath, like he’d been running. But I had seen him get winded coming up a few flights of stairs, so that didn’t really mean anything. Still, the words coming out of his mouth didn’t make any sense.

“Excuse me?”

“The guy that’s stealing my Francine away from me. I know who it is,” he repeated.

I was glad that he couldn’t see me roll my eyes through the phone. If he could, I’d surely be fired, because the guy was a ridiculous control freak, and I secretly hoped his wife was cheating on him.

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