The Bachelor Contract by Dyken Rachel van

Author:Dyken, Rachel van [Dyken, Rachel van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Adult
Amazon: B0727TRKW9
Goodreads: 35055679
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2017-11-28T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Everyone was staring at him.

Grandfather’s eye twitched. Nadine hid a smug smile behind her third glass of wine. And his brothers shared confused expressions with their significant others while Brant still waited on his drink.

The one he’d ordered forty minutes ago along with everyone else’s. They brought him the wrong one twice, adding enough lemon to kill a man in the first one, dumping salt in the second.

“Really, how hard is it to make a martini?” Nadine asked the room while Bentley eyed Brant with interest. “Has this been happening the whole time you’ve been here?”

Brant’s eye twitched. “Actually no, the bar service has been exceptional.” At least up until he slept with Nikki. Then everything went to hell. He left that part out, though.

The waiter returned to their table with fresh drinks for everyone but Brant. He placed the bread basket on the far end and then very casually removed every last piece of silverware in front of Brant’s chair and left.

Well, that was expected. Apparently if he wanted to have a good meal he was going to have to go to the bar across the street.

Nadine frowned. “Do you not…use silverware?”

Brant bit his tongue.

Jane, Brock’s wife, narrowed her eyes at him, then slid over her silverware and whispered, “What did you do?”

“Nothing,” he hissed under his breath.

The waiter returned and handed Brant a sippy cup. Humiliation complete.

Nadine’s eyes bugged, “My, my, do you get to order from the kids menu, too? I’ve heard the nuggets are wonderful.”

The kids menu sure enough followed. Along with a bib. And plastic silverware.

“Thank you,” Brant said through clenched teeth when the waiter nodded innocently.

“Just following your orders, Mr. Wellington.” His orders. Right. More like Cole’s orders.

Jane kicked him and quietly said, “Seriously, what did you do?”

Brant stared down at the Sesame Street bib. “Nothing good, I can tell you that.”

“Brant.” Jane let out a frustrated sigh. “You know if you want to talk—“

“—I don’t talk,” Brant snapped. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that.”

“Yeah, you did,” Bentley piped up.

Nadine whispered something to Grandfather then pointed at Brant’s plastic fork. “Is this normal behavior?” she asked Brant.

What was normal?

“Well, you did say to make sure to assess every part of the menu. Tonight, it seems I’m eating fries, a Go-Gurt, and a smiley cheeseburger.”

And maybe if he was good he’d get a chocolate sundae.

His body jerked to attention. Over a fucking chocolate sundae. Nikki loved chocolate.

Why? Why did everything come back to her?

He checked his phone again. Two hours. Didn’t she get breaks?

“So.” Nadine folded her hands on the table. “What do you think so far? About the hotel?”

Brant set down his phone and sighed. “The staff is”—he paused as the waiter returned with salads for everyone else and placed an order of carrot sticks in front of Brant—“stellar. Their attention to detail is impressive, right down to the guest-specific itineraries.”

Nadine frowned. “Is there anything else I can do to serve you?”

Brant cleared his throat.

The waiter finally glanced at him. “Yes, Mr.

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