The Fling--A Scorching Hot Romance by Stefanie London

Author:Stefanie London
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-10-10T13:45:22+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Flynn

I SHOULD HAVE known that the maid of honour would throw a spanner in the works. But turning up to a cocktail party in costume, even after receiving the invite with the dress code clearly stated...well, that’s plain childish. I should have been more suspicious when I didn’t receive a raging email or phone call from her.

Out of nowhere, however, I’m hit with a jolt of lust. The maid of honour is wearing a catsuit so tight it makes her slender legs look like they go on forever. If this was a costume competition, then she’d be the front-runner. But we’re not at a kid’s birthday party. This is a grown-up event, and she looks ridiculous.

Ridiculously hot?

I shake the inappropriate thought off. My cousin Mike is huffing and puffing about how she’s ruined his fiancée’s night. That she doesn’t care about her sister, only being the centre of attention. I place a hand on his shoulder, wordlessly telling him to calm down. I’ll smooth things over with the wife-to-be and usher Gene Simmons outside so everyone can get on with their night.

Before I even have the chance to ask for an introduction, two women storm up to me. For a moment, my heart fails. Blondie is standing in front of me wearing a gold-and-black dress, looking like she’s about to cry.

“This is my fiancée, Presley Richardson, soon-to-be Presley Lewis.” Mike does his pompous thing and thrusts Blondie toward me. I’m in shock.

How the fuck have I been screwing my cousin’s fiancée?

But there’s no recognition in her eyes. My head is a spinning top. I’m desperately trying to put the pieces together. Did Drew lie to me? Is this some sick coincidence?

“Nice to meet you, Flynn.” She sticks her hand out politely, offering a watery smile that doesn’t feel familiar at all. I don’t detect any hint of connection with her—so either she’s an incredible liar, or I’ve somehow gotten very mixed up.

“Nice to meet you, too.” I shake her hand and feel...nothing.

None of the spark I’ve experienced with Blondie. None of the sizzle and burn.

“We need to talk.” Gene Simmons plants her hands on her hips and purses her lips. Her entire face is covered in paint, a perfect replica of the KISS style. But the second she pulls me away from my furious cousin and his bride-to-be, I’m infused with heat and a wild rush of mixed emotions.

“What on earth are you doing?” I say as she drags me out into the foyer and through to a quiet, unused room.

“I’m wearing the costume I designed for the costume party I planned.” Steam is practically billowing out of her ears.

“A party you planned behind my back. Unsuccessfully, I might add.” Something is ticking in my brain, an uncomfortable feeling that swells the longer I stand in this angry woman’s presence. “This isn’t my first rodeo, Melanie.”

She stares at me for a long, hard second. Then she pulls off the black wig to reveal a shock of platinum white-blond hair. My stomach is roiling.

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