Beautiful, Dirty, Rich by J. D. Mason

Author:J. D. Mason
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

Cabo

Jordan took a chance and had a courier deliver a plane ticket to Cabo San Lucas to Lonnie at her office. He thought about following it up with a phone call, but decided against it, and showed up at the resort hotel not knowing if she would take him up on his offer, or leave him to spend the weekend alone in the ocean-view suite.

She didn’t disappoint. “How’d you know that the way to a girl’s heart was a weekend getaway at a lux resort on the beach?”

Jordan stood on the balcony, with his back to the door, smiling to himself, as Lonnie came up behind him, wrapped two gorgeous arms around his waist, and nuzzled herself against his back.

“Lucky guess?”

She moaned, and rested her head on his shoulder. “How about a brilliant one?”

The two of them stripped down to nothing and lay out on the lanai on the chaise making slow, languid love all afternoon. The sun seemed to shine a spotlight on the woman, and she bathed in it, soaked in it until her beautiful dark skin glistened like something magical. Jordan loved looking at her. Lonnie’s parents were Nigerian, but Lonnie had been born in Omaha. Her career path had led her all over the world, but ultimately, for some strange reason, she’d decided to settle in Texas, which just didn’t suit her. Places like this—exotic, warm, and tropical—fit her like a glove, and if he could pack her up and leave her here for his convenience, he’d do it in a heartbeat.

* * *

“I saw your pretty wife on the cover of Texas Woman Magazine.” Lonnie bit into a fresh piece of mango, and fed him the other half.

“I didn’t fly you out here to talk about my wife,” he said, dismissively.

No married man liked talking to his chick on the side about his wife, and vice versa, naturally. But Lonnie liked watching him squirm.

“She’s breathtaking.” Lonnie smiled.

Jordan grunted.

“The article said that she’s starting her own fashion line. She sews?”

Jordan reached for his glass of wine, and sipped.

“I should change the subject?”

He looked at her. “Yes. You should.”

“How’s mom?”

Jordan still didn’t answer.

“You’re starting to make me wonder if all we have in common is sex. You don’t want to talk about her either?”

“Not with you?”

Lonnie frowned. “Ouch! That stung. So, what you’re trying to say is, I’m just the ass on the side and that I just need to lay back, spread ’em, and look pretty.”

He smiled.

She didn’t. Lonnie was surprised by how insulted she felt. Jordan had gotten his and was holding her captive here in Mexico. The pendulum had swung to his side and he was being smug about it, which pissed her off, the longer she stared at him.

“Claire’s the trophy, Jordan. Don’t make the mistake of getting the two of us confused.”

He lay back, pulled his shades down over his eyes, and ignored her. Lonnie was livid. She drew back her hand, slapped him hard across the face, sending those expensive shades flying over the stucco wall.

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