Smokin' & Spinnin' by Miller Andrea

Author:Miller, Andrea [Miller, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Iarrive in Florida by noon the following day. It is early July, which means the weather is hot and humid. Thankfully, I have packed a lot of light dresses. The entire team is booked at the Plaza except, of course, for Ryan, Garrett, and Colton. They will be staying on their buses in the infield of the racetrack. That’s got to suck. Then again, their buses cost well over a million bucks each. Still, they are missing the beach view.

As I cross the lobby to the elevators, I notice that the Plaza is equipped with a full-service spa. I am envious. I wish I could make time for a massage. No such luck, though. I barely have enough time to put my bags in the room before I have to meet the other team managers and security members. GCR has hired a few extra security personnel for Garrett and Ryan. It is my job to oversee them. I have to meet them in the lobby for a briefing soon.

I steal a quick look at the clock on my iPhone. I have enough time for a quick shower to wash off the plane germs and freshen up. I hang up my clothes and jump into a cool shower in an attempt to wash off some of the humidity, which I know is futile since I will be going right back outside.

I change into a strapless cobalt-blue maxi dress, which matches the color of Ryan’s car, and flat sandals. We will be doing a lot of walking, so flats are my friend. I throw on the accessories Brooke chose for me, which includes a gorgeous, beaded necklace. I am thankful that she brought these clothes over on Sunday before our big blowout. I miss her.

My hair is another story. This Florida humidity is killing it. I pull it back in a frizzy bun. Several wispy layers that refuse to be confounded by my hair tie fall softly around my face. I secure my sunglasses on top of my head and stop to look in the mirror before I walk out the door. I don’t recognize my refelction. Due to my hectic work and life these days, I have lost a considerable amount of weight, which I don’t mind at all. But I look different; I actually look happy. There is color in my cheeks and a sparkle in my eye. Hmmm. I wonder why? I smile smugly at myself in the mirror. I am officially excited. Let’s do this! I almost want to skip into the lobby. Get control, Whitney, I chastise myself.

As the elevator doors slide open, I scan the vast lobby for the security team that Jerri hired for the week. The owner, Maxwell Scott, is not hard to miss. I recognize him from his company profile picture on the Scott Security Services website. Maxwell stands about six-five, weighs about 250 pounds, and has a slick bald head, very marine-ish. I like him instantly.

Maxwell and his team of three

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