Nixon (Raleigh Raptor Book 1) by Whiskey Samantha

Author:Whiskey, Samantha [Whiskey, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

12

Liberty

The clear night sky twinkled with stars, the crisp October air kissing our cheeks as we walked the grounds of the Executive Mansion. The historical red-brick estate was nestled atop nine acres of lush greenery, the gardens offering a perfect place for the Raptors’ charity gala benefiting the Concussion Legacy Foundation. An expanse of hickory trees lined the property, and the smell of Carolina lupines and crested irises permeated the air as Nixon ushered us from group to group.

I mentally patted myself on the back. I hadn’t made a fool of myself in front of the governor and his delightful wife. But the night was still young, so I didn’t count my chickens just yet. Instead, I did my best to stick close to Nixon, relishing the warmth and ease being in his presence created.

“Love your dress,” Teagan said as Nixon thankfully stopped us near a constructed bar at the back of the gardens. Twinkle lights wove through the trees branches, and a string quartet played from a makeshift stage on the other side of the gardens. “You’re practically glowing.”

I gave her a quick hug. “You’re stunning,” I said, eying her simple but elegant black dress. I’d considered going the same route, but the hunter green I’d selected hugged the new curves and bump I’d recently acquired.

“Thank you,” she said, glancing away as she did any time I gave her a compliment. I scanned the area behind her, wondering where Roman was, or Rick. “How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Fantastic,” I answered honestly. “Four months and we’ve made it to the second trimester which thankfully means a lot less morning sickness and a whole lot more energy.”

“Really? That’s great news!”

Nixon slid his hand over my lower back. “It’s true,” he said. “You have been much more…energetic.”

Heat flushed over my skin as I teasingly glared up at him. I pinched the hard muscle on his bicep, not at all hidden by the immaculate black suit he wore. Teagan laughed softly, and I brought my attention back to her.

“How are—”

“Nixon!” Rick’s voice cut over mine as the burly man made his way over to us. The drink in his hand sloshed over the rim of his glass, and he quickly licked off the contents. “Bro, you donated a million? What, felt like making an example out of all of us or do you need a favor from the governor?”

A million?

Holy hell. I knew the man made an incredible living, but to be in the position to simply write a check for a million for charity had my head spinning.

“Keep it down, man,” Nixon chided, his jaw flexing. “I didn’t want half of North Carolina to know that.”

Rick shrugged, sliding an arm around Teagan’s shoulders without ever having actually looked at her. “Next time give the rest of us a heads-up.”

“Why?” Nixon asked, his muscles tightening. “You rarely donate to any of the charities the Raptors sponsor each year.”

Rick stilled, his eyes locking on Nixon’s. “What’s biting your ass?” He shook his head, a sloppy smile on his face as his eyes landed on me.

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