Scorch by Glines Abbi

Scorch by Glines Abbi

Author:Glines, Abbi [Glines, Abbi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, leibooks
ISBN: 9780998057064
Amazon: B0CL5JXGR9
Goodreads: 199900694
Publisher: Abbi Glines Publishing
Published: 2023-11-12T08:00:00+00:00


Twenty-One

Fawn

I should have expected a date with Garrett was going to be anything but normal. The helicopter ride to St. Augustine was a treat I hadn’t expected. When we arrived at an exclusive resort, the security gate opened the moment the limo pulled up. A man in a black suit tipped his head in greeting to us as we drove through the big iron gate.

Stepping out of the limo and walking into the hotel, I felt as if I belonged on Garrett’s arm. I had chosen diamonds because the hint of silver shimmer to the white dress seemed to call for the clear stone. I touched the necklace that I could feel lying flat on my chest to make sure it was still there.

Garrett tucked my hand into the crook of his arm and led me through the luxurious lobby and toward a set of elevators, where two men stood in suits, like the one outside at the gate had been wearing.

“Good evening, Mr. Hughes,” the larger of the two men said. His neck was muscular. He appeared to be made of muscle. A lot of it. Even his suit couldn’t camouflage it.

“Hyce,” he said in greeting.

“It’s been prepared,” the man named Hyce replied.

The doors to the elevator opened, and Garrett led me into it. I felt my heartbeat quicken as the elevator began to rise. There were no buttons or numbers to press, yet it knew where it was going.

“How do guests use this elevator with no buttons?” I asked curiously.

“They don’t. It’s mine.”

“The elevator is yours?”

He nodded. “Yes. So is the resort.”

“Another hotel,” I said, no longer surprised. “Where does this lead?”

He glanced down at me. “To my private floor. We need to stop there before we head to the ballroom, where the gala is we are attending.”

Gala? We were going to a gala? I’d never been to one. I wasn’t sure what that actually meant. Just a big cocktail party with a fancy name perhaps?

“So … would you think I was a complete idiot if I asked what a gala is exactly?”

The corners of his lips lifted. “Nothing would ever make me think you were an idiot. A gala can be held for many reasons. Most are to raise funds for charities. They are formal events typically. This one is being held to raise funds for the children’s hospital. I host it every year here and must make an appearance.”

“You host it?” I asked.

He shrugged. “It would be better to say I fund it. Supply the location, cover the costs. There is a committee that puts it all together. A friend of mine is the head of the board, and she got me involved several years ago.”

I didn’t want to seem ungrateful or rush him, but I’d already told him that Gypsi being at the camper alone late at night bothered me. “I, uh … how late do you think we will be?”

Garrett looked at his watch, then back to me. “Late. But I have Gypsi and the camper being monitored.



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