Waltz This Way (Ex-Trophy Wives Book 3) by Cassidy Dakota & Cassidy Dakota

Author:Cassidy, Dakota & Cassidy, Dakota [Cassidy, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-02-29T16:00:00+00:00

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“Well, where the hell is he, Theresa?” Neil yelled into his phone, cracking the door to his rental in the parking lot of Westmeyer where he was due to pick up Mel for a late-afternoon workout.

His personal assistant didn’t deserve his ire.

Stan did.

But no one could find Stan. He’d had Theresa use every single contact he’d made in his time on Celebrity Ballroom, but to no avail, and it was driving him insane.

The only information he’d gathered on Stan’s whereabouts was he was holed up in Europe in some cottage somewhere with that conniving bitch Yelena while the show was on hiatus. To suggest that information was reliable was shaky at best.

“Look, Theresa, I’m sorry. I know I’m being a class-A asshole, but someone has to know something. He can’t have just disappeared. Do me this, call me if you hear even what you think might only be a rumor, okay?” With a defeated nod, he hung up just as he caught sight of Mel with a pretty blonde talking just outside the school doors.

Her dark head was nodding at something the woman was saying, and then she laughed, lighter and more carefree than he’d heard it in a long time.

He swept up the steps, controlling his rage and slapping a smile on his face. “Ladies! Great day, huh?”

Mel gave the blonde a quick look before addressing Neil. “Neil, this is Gwen Timmons. She teaches something really smart that I think I’ve already forgotten how to pronounce.”

Gwen giggled girlishly, brushing back the strands of her bob when the wind picked up. She plucked it from her pink lipstick and said, “I teach biology. It’s nice to meet you.”

Neil went directly into charming mode. It usually happened without him even realizing it, but today, he needed to slather on the good-natured when he was feeling anything but. “Ah. Pretty and smart. A lethal combo.” He smiled his Celebrity Ballroom smile.

Mel slipped her arm though his, giving him her I-have-an-idea eyes. Shit. That was always bad for him. Her eyes were coy and hooded. “So I was thinking, maybe you and me and Gwen can grab some lunch sometime. You know, talk dissecting frogs or something.”

“What all good lunch discussions are about, right?” he joked, evading Mel’s request, yet knowing exactly where this was going and hoping to nip it in the proverbial bud. It was either that or wrap Mel’s pretty scarf around her mouth to shut her up.

She meant well. She wanted for him what she thought everyone wanted. He wanted it, too. It just hadn’t worked out that way, and Mel forcing women she thought were his perfect match on him wouldn’t change that.

“So lunch, then?” Mel encouraged, nudging him just below the ribs with a discreet elbow.

Gwen waited with such anticipation in her expression, Neil’s gut twisted, much the way it always did when he was backed into this particular corner.

He fought back a sigh of exasperation and instead turned up his charm meter. “I have to fly back to L.

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