Show Me How by Harley Slate

Author:Harley Slate [Slate, Harley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Raven's Secret
Published: 2018-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Jessica

Quentin dangles the Hello, Kitty backpack from one finger before he sets it down on the nearest marble tabletop. The pink doesn't harmonize with his gray pinstripes, and he isn't amused about it.

“You were at my house.” Emily opens the backpack and starts pulling out cheap clothes. When she bends over the low table, the hotel's oversized terrycloth robe gaps in a distracting fashion, but I know I can't allow myself to be distracted.

“He acted on my orders,” I say. “Your mother was supposed to be safe at the cabin by now.”

Emily shakes out a cool green peasant blouse in a thin fabric designed to enhance her pretty curves. The clothes might be cheap, but they were well-chosen by somebody with a good eye. Of course, that somebody would have been Emily herself. She's hardly from a class where she can afford a personal shopper.

Sliding the blouse onto a hanger, she turns to look at me. “Your orders, huh. So did you bother to order anybody to tell her somebody was coming for her?”

“I've found it's better to deliver that kind of news in person.”

“Uh huh.”

I too am wearing a hotel robe, which doesn't enhance my personal dignity as much as I might wish. “If you're trying to say something, just say it.”

The directness of her gaze forever startles me. She may be weeks out of high school, but she's no blushing violet.

“I know my mother. If she knew Jessica Blaire's man wanted to talk to her, she'd be there. If she didn't know anybody wanted to talk to her, she could be anywhere. You get what I'm saying?”

Yeah, I get it. I didn't handle the approach to my girlfriend's mom right, and now everything's all fucked up. In my defense, I'm not usually the kind of gal who ever meets my girl's mom, so I haven't had a lot of experience in that area.

“You're right,” I say. “We fucked up. I fucked up, I gave the order. This is on me.”

“I have some men searching for her now,” Quentin says. “Considering the situation, though, I thought you'd want to be informed.”

“There's no situation,” Emily says. “She's out on a date. My mom's a party girl, in case your background checkers didn't already tell you that.”

Emily's the one who doesn't get it.

“I can't be sure of that. Somebody came for you, and if they know about you, they could easily find out about your mother.” The very thought gets my blood stirred up. I almost regret shooting the guy in the knee instead of the heart. Maybe I sent the wrong message. Maybe the message I sent said I was getting soft.

“That's ridiculous, Jessica. The guy who grabbed me was a random street creep. Anyway, you've been knowing me a couple of days, and you never even met my mother. Nobody's grabbing my mother to get back at you.”

“I can't be confident of that, and I'm not going to be happy until we've secured her.”

“Oh, boy. I'd love to see the look on my mom's face when somebody shows up to tell her they need to ‘secure’ her.

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