White Lies by Lisa Renee Jones

Author:Lisa Renee Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense;Romantic Suspense;Mystery & Suspense Romance;Murder;Mysteries;Noir Crime;Women's Mystery;Thriller & Suspense Fiction;Psychological Fiction;Lisa Renee Jones;Provocative by Lisa Renee Jones;White Lies Duet;Shameless by Lisa Renee Jones;Genre Fiction;Entangled publishing;Amara;Paperback romance;new romance book;popular romance book;single title romance;stand alone romance book;2022 Romance book;2022 Trade Paperback Romance;books with a Happy ending;HEA;clever romance;thrilling romance;suspenseful romance;books like Verity by Colleen Hoover;Thriller books with a little romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Nick

After leaving Faith in my bed, I end up on the balcony, where I sit down, pour the last glass of whiskey in the bottle, and down it. What the hell is this woman doing to me? No woman has ever consumed me the way Faith has and does. No woman has ever made me not just want her, but need her, like I need Faith. As I, in turn, need her trust that I do not deserve. Forced lies are killing me and most likely will kill us, a likelihood that only gets worse with each day I continue to let them become a divide between us. She senses it. She knows it. She knows me in ways people who have known me for years do not. I need to fix this. I’m damn good at fixing things. This can’t be the exception. I will make things right with Faith. I will make everything right in her world, including me.

Which is exactly why I left Faith sleeping this morning and got to work doing just that, including a long conversation with Beck. Pulling my phone from my pocket, my finger hovers over the autodial with his number, but I remind myself that I didn’t even send the man a copy of my father’s note until early this morning. He’s a damn good PI, but even he needs time to work. I punch Abel’s number instead, who, as of a few hours ago, became more than my friend and personal attorney. He’s now one of Faith’s attorneys as well. She just doesn’t know it yet. “Bring yourself and those documents I had you do up for me over here,” I order when he answers.

“Have that bottle ready for me,” he replies.

He means the Glenlivet Winchester Collection: Vintage 1964 bottle valued at $25k that was gifted to me first by a client, and now by me to Abel for taking care of Faith. “It’s ready and waiting,” I say without hesitation, more than happy to give up a bottle of booze to ensure Faith knows she can trust me. Which is the role Abel is going to play in this web I’m weaving for her enemies.

“I might let you taste it when I open it,” he taunts.

“I’ll gladly share a drink of anything the day you finally get smart and stop fucking the wrong women, like your ex.”

“She’s not my only fuck these days, and even if she was, I’m fucking her. She’s not fucking me. We’re going to talk about how that plays out with you and Faith. I’ll be there in fifteen.” He hangs up, and I stand, taking the empty glass and bottle with me to the kitchen. I don’t refill that glass. I make an old-fashioned pot of coffee, because I like the insulated pot right next to me while I work, and on quick pour.

I then sit down at the island, my stacks of work in front of me, my briefcase locked and to my right.

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