One More Night by Lauren Blakely

One More Night by Lauren Blakely

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


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Saturday, 11:14 a.m., Las Vegas

After a breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast and home fries, Clay took another swallow of his coffee, finishing the cup. They sat at the breakfast table by the window of their hotel suite, him in his boxer briefs, her in a cami and lacy underwear. If he hadn’t just enjoyed two rounds of morning sex—one in bed, one in the shower—he’d have ripped off the panties. But he was sated.

For now.

Julia chewed the last bite of her toast, then checked her phone. She’d been antsy to hear from Tad after the meeting yesterday when he dispensed his be-a-good-girl rules. Clay was eager too to get a look-see at the morals clause. Strange item for a liquor company, but he could also see how stipulations like that might be necessary. A beverage-maker wouldn’t want a drunk representing its drinks. In fact, such clauses might even be more vital for a product that loosened lips and relaxed judgment.

She tapped the screen. “I knew it. Saturday morning and he’s already all over me. Here’s a note from Tad, and he wants to know if I received the contract addendum and if I plan on signing it.”

He motioned with his fingers for her to hand him the phone. “Let me see those documents.”

She clicked open the PDF in her email and handed it to Clay. He took a minute to read it over. When he set down the phone, he simply said, “Hmm.”

“Hmmm what?”

“This hardly seems necessary. Which makes me think it’s personal.”

Julia pointed to herself. “Personal about me?”

“Or him.”

“In what way?”

“It might be a hot-button issue for him. Let’s see what we can find out.”

“You figured that all out from looking at a one-page contract addendum?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.

He nodded. “Call it a gut feeling. Everyone has a motive. When someone is pushing hard for something in business it’s almost always personal. Take Gino at Comedy Nation. His wife just left him. Messy divorce, and she’s taking him to the cleaners. His negotiation style goes from hard-ass to complete prick. Now this Tad guy? I don’t know him from Adam, but I’ll bet you the keys to the handcuffs that something is up.”

She reached out a hand to shake. “I’m not doubting you. I’m only shaking because I have a thing for handcuffs.”

He grinned, and stretched across the table to give her a quick kiss. Then he lobbed in a call to his friend Cam, and asked him to run intel on Tad.

As he hung up the call, he steeled himself for what might be a tough topic—Charlie, and the way things had ended with him yesterday. Pissing off a gangster was, generally speaking, not a good idea, and Charlie Stravinsky was most decidedly mad at him.

“Julia,” he started, clearing his throat. “You know how we made a promise to always be open? No more secrets?”

“Of course,” she said, shooting him a quizzical look. Small lines of tension knitted across her brow.

“I called Charlie yesterday,” he



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