Extreme - The Complete Series Box Set (A Single Dad Fake Boyfriend Romance) by Claire Adams

Author:Claire Adams [Adams, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Kya

I unwrapped the black dress, fresh from the cleaners. I thought about wearing the purple dress, but Jackson McRay seemed like a traditional man, even in Las Vegas. I had spent the afternoon cyber-stalking him and had not once seen a picture of him with a sequined or tube top sporting woman. He was rarely photographed with women and only with decent, conservative women from prominent families. I was suddenly feeling a lot of pressure.

The way Fenton Morris had attracted paparazzi to the Tropicana, it was guaranteed someone would get a picture of Jackson McRay on a date the night before his big tournament. All I could think about was measuring up to the elegant women with their perfect lineages that he was normally with when photographed. I had my reputation, but it was nothing worthy of a caption.

I clasped my pearls around my neck and checked the perfect bun I had twisted into my hair. I did not smile into the mirror. That made me pause. The real reason was not the worries about being captured by paparazzi. I was not even nervous about going on a first date. The only problem was I was not excited to be going out with Jackson McRay. And, it had nothing to do with him.

I had not seen Fenton all afternoon. Just as I took out my phone and considered sending him a message, I heard voices in the other room. The overlapping peals of female laughter made me wish I could stay in the master bedroom and barricade the door, but I had to go and meet Jackson in the lobby. I pushed the door open and went to see who Fenton had invited back to the suite now.

The stripper, wait, exotic dancer named Dana Maria was there with five of her friends. They obviously knew each other from work and had come to party before their shifts. Two ransacked the kitchen for glasses while the others staked out spots on the white sofas and opened wine bottles. I cringed at all the red wine I saw.

"What you looking at, Miss Priss?" one wildly redheaded woman asked.

"I was just looking for Fenton," I said.

"I bet you were, Dana says he's got all sorts of groupies just offering it up wherever he goes. You one of those fight groupies, honey?" the redhead asked.

"Look at her," a woman decked out in leopard print said. "Her life's probably all picket fences and book groups. She needs it from him bad."

"Fenton is not here," Dana Maria said.

She got up and threaded her way past her friends’ spiked heels around the coffee table toward me. I could tell she wanted to say more, but I could not handle the way her friends talked about me as if I was not there.

"Perfect little black dress and white shiny pearls. Don't let her fool you, she nasty," the redhead said.

"Stop, Jewels," Dana Maria said.

She took a step toward me, but I spun and marched out the door of the suite.

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