Harte Strings: The Billionaire Matchmaker, Part Two by Gina Robinson

Author:Gina Robinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Jays Press LLC

Chapter 6

Ashley

We splashed around in the pool until our teeth chattered, our lips were blue, and the stars came out. Lazer jumped out first and grabbed a stack of fluffy towels and robes from the bathhouse at the corner of the pool. He slipped into a robe and headed back to the pool with his arms full.

“We have a pool boy, too! Now this is service,” I said.

“We’re a full-service establishment.” He leaned down to give me a hand out. “I’d be happy to turn down your bed and warm it up for you, too.” His voice was deep with innuendo. “Give you a private massage.”

I laughed and shook my head at him. “You’re incorrigible.”

“And relentless in pursuit of what I want.”

Why was my heart pounding so loudly?

He gripped my hand and pulled me out of the pool, wrapping me snugly in a robe, restoring my modesty. Never wear white to a pool party. He handed me a towel. “Sorry about the dress.”

I shrugged as I toweled off my hair. “It washes.” I cuddled into the robe, wishing I were warming myself in his arms instead. “You have to admit, that was fun.”

“The night’s young. We could have still more fun,” he whispered in my ear.

“You’re such a tease,” I whispered back. “You know the rules. You don’t get a pass. Not even with me.”

The staff had lit the fire pit and laid out a spread of homemade marshmallows and graham crackers, and premium chocolate bars from some of Seattle and Portland’s finest chocolatiers. Along with a selection of metal skewers and slender sticks.

Dylan rubbed his hands together and headed for the fire pit. “S’mores! No one does them better than Lazer.”

As the men headed to the fire, I walked past the table to grab my phone, hoping to snag that note card with that last dangerous question. Or at least get a peek at it. I was pretty sure Lottie hadn’t destroyed it.

I found it tucked beneath my phone. I knew I could count on Lottie. I slipped it into my pocket, but not before getting a glimpse of it.

Proposed to the first girl he fell in love with. And was resoundingly, and publically, rejected. Answer: Lazer

It was written in Lazer’s block printing and signed by him. I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach. Lazer? Proposing marriage? And turned down? Who would turn him down? I wanted to meet this woman.

There had to be a story here. Was this a joke, like Jeremy and his supermodel? Lazer proposing to someone in kindergarten, maybe? Little kids are so cute at that age when they pick out their future spouse. “I’m going to marry that girl, Mommy!” Yeah, we’ll see about that.

The key to Lazer’s story had to be “first girl.” That was probably another of those asked-a-girl-to-marry-me-in-first-grade kind of things. I hoped.

I joined the group by the fire, my mind spinning with possibilities as I watched Lazer joke with his friends.

He glanced up at me. Our eyes met. I must have given myself away, because he gave me a questioning, amused look.

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