Naughty Valentines (20 Naughty Romance Books) by M. S. Parker

Author:M. S. Parker [Parker, M. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Livie

It was a good think that Blayne's father wasn't looking at me, because he would've seen on my face that nothing his son had said was true and that I had absolutely no clue why Blayne was saying it. I remembered what he'd said last night about his father forcing him to get married, but that still didn't explain why he'd decided that the best answer to that problem was to tell his father I was his fiancée. I was shocked that he'd even remembered my name.

“She's your what?”

Mr. Westmore's voice was flat, but even I could see that he was holding himself back. I tried to stay very still

“My fiancée,” Blayne repeated, a stubborn set to his chin.

My eyes widened. I'd really thought he'd change the subject so he wouldn't have to repeat the lie and make things worse. Mr. Westmore's expression was one of barely restrained fury.

I needed to get out of there. I hadn't done anything wrong, but I doubted Mr. Westmore would believe that I had nothing to do with the lie. He had called me a good-for-nothing gold digger, after all. I may not have been able to speak perfect, unaccented English, but I understood it quite well. There was no positive spin on those words.

I wasn't sure what I should do. Just walk out and not say a word? It wasn't like I owed Blayne anything. He had given me cab fare, but if I was honest, I didn't feel it was entirely undeserved. It seemed fair enough compensation for going above and beyond my bartending duties. I didn't know how much he'd given me, but I doubted it was even close enough to what staying around would be worth. But I also didn't like the idea of making things worse for him by acting as if he and his father didn't exist.

My internal debate was quick as I decided upon the right course of action. I raised my hand slightly, hoping the movement would catch his attention. It did and he glanced over at me. I gestured toward the door and he nodded. Our eyes met and held for a single moment and I could see the unspoken apology for making me a part of this. I nodded in acknowledgement and headed for the door.

As I rode the elevator down to the lobby, I realized that I hadn't checked my phone for calls from my sister. I also hadn't checked in last night. I pulled it out of my purse and saw that she'd left a text message. In typical Katka fashion, she'd simply said I guess you got lucky. Do everything I would do. Love you.

I smiled and shook my head. My little sister exasperated me at times and angered me at others, but I loved her. She was the only family I had left, but I would have loved her even if that wasn't the case. She was the kind of person who everyone loved. People couldn't help it. She was carefree and fun, charming and sexy.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.