The Mating Game: Big Bad Wolf by Georgette St. Clair

Author:Georgette St. Clair [St. Clair, Georgette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Tuesday evening

Larissa was sitting on the rocking chair on the front porch when Daisy pulled up to Ryker’s house at the end of the day.

“What’s up?” Daisy asked her as she climbed the steps. “No work today?”

Larissa worked as a secretary at a temp agency.

“Yeah, no work. Just came over to make absolutely sure you’re not being held hostage.” Larissa made a face and looked around. “This is really…country.”

Daisy stifled a flare of annoyance. It wasn’t what she was used to, but she liked it out here. The people were decent and welcoming and genuine.

“Yes, that’s because it’s not in the city,” she said shortly. “You came over by yourself?”

Larissa scowled. “Cadence isn’t speaking to me for some reason. She’s got some bug up her butt.”

Well, that was going to make for an awkward dinner Wednesday night, Daisy thought.

Larissa followed Daisy into the house, and Daisy reluctantly went and got iced tea for both of them.

“Where’s Ryker?” Larissa asked, looking around.

“He’s at work. He’ll be home in a few hours.” Ryker had texted her that afternoon, saying he’d bring home dinner for them. The two of them had spent a polite, somewhat awkward evening on Monday night before she went off to sleep in her own room. Knowing that the relationship had a time limit made things weird, so after dinner Daisy had fled the living room and spent the evening reading by herself. Ryker had poked his head in once to ask if she wanted to sit out on the back porch with him, but she’d turned him down. She had a feeling that the best way to get through this was to avoid him as much as she could.

Otherwise, it was just too tempting. She didn’t want to get used to his easy smile, or his laugh, or his meltingly hot kisses.

“Is that him?” Larissa looked out the window at a van pulling up in front of the house.

“No, that’s not his van. I don’t know who that is,” Daisy said as several men she didn’t recognize climbed out.

A snooty-looking man in a tailored suit marched towards the door, hauling a dress rack with him. Several skinny, black-clad male assistants helped him to carry a dress rack laden with sparkly evening gowns up the steps.

“Hello? I didn’t order any of this, and I’m pretty sure those dresses are too fancy for Ryker,” Daisy said. “He’s more of a jeans and T-shirt guy.” She laughed out loud; the man just stared at her, looking down his long nose until she stopped.

“I’m Van Hoffmer, of Hoffmeer Stylists,” the man said to her. “Mr. Harrison feels that you need a makeover before he can take you out to several public events that he has planned.”

Daisy felt a wave of queasiness wash over her. That was the kind of thing she’d heard all her life from her mother; she’d never expected to hear it from Ryker.

“What a jerk,” Larissa loud-whispered, and the stylists looked at her in disdain. “You should just come home with me right now.

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