Team Lucas (The Saints Team #1) by Ally Adams

Author:Ally Adams [Adams, Ally]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Amazon: B00XEZYD88
Publisher: Atlas Productions
Published: 2015-07-01T23:00:00+00:00

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I felt better Sunday morning even though I had no closure. I still had to ring my boss and tell him I was the next minder to fail with Lucas and organize with Jase to bring my stuff back. I spent the day with Alice pampering ourselves. It was her idea and she scored us some freebies from a friend who ran a student academy. As long as we were happy to be plucked, waxed, manicured, massaged and preened by students, we could have it all for free. I was game.

It was a great day; we sat in bathrobes drinking green tea and eating sushi with masks on our face, snoozed as our nails were manicured and feet pedicured, enjoyed a luxurious foot soak in exfoliating salts, followed by a scrub, and lather in moisturizer. Divine.

We were waxed... yep, not so divine but no accidents to speak of and we both looked shiny and new when we left. By the time I got home, I was so relaxed and well-groomed I was probably up to Ben’s mom’s standards.

Speaking of which, Ben—true to his word—dropped in Sunday night. He was flying out first thing Monday morning.

“I can’t stay,” he said wandering in anyway. “The folks have organized a drinks thing for my last night. I’d invite you but it’s a members’ club and...”

I waved my hand to stop him. I knew only too well Ben’s memberships groups and secret handshakes or whatever he did.

“It’s all good,” I said. “I’ve been out all day so it’s nice to be in.” I was still in a soft floral dress I had worn out today with Alice and thanks to our day of pampering, I was glowing.

Ben looked around. “I like what you’ve done with the place. It’s brighter. So are you,” he said. “Shame we didn’t get a chance to—”

Again I cut him off. “I know, big shame. Next time for sure.” I smiled.

“Okay, well better go.” He moved in closer. I hope he noticed my eyebrows were looking spectacularly shaped. As he went to kiss me, there was a knock at the door. He gave me a quick peck and pulled back. “Expecting someone?”

“Nope, just you,” I said.

I opened the door and Lucas stood there looking divine in jeans, a black T-shirt and black baseball hat with the Saints’ logo. Relief swept through me before I remembered I didn’t like him. He pushed me back inside, and closed the door. He pulled off his baseball cap.

“You didn’t respond to my calls and texts,” he said. “Who is this?” He turned to Ben.

I stood back, stunned. “What are you doing here? How did you get my address?”

He rolled his eyes. “Oh for God sake Mia, I rang a friend who knew some people at your college who rang a few friends. It was easy; you’re not in witness protection.”

I didn’t want to tell him that I was so pleased to see him that I wanted to cry and wrap my arms around him. Instead, we both went straight into our usual defensive modes.

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