The Boyfriend Arrangement by Andrea Laurence

Author:Andrea Laurence
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-07-04T19:51:26+00:00

Eight

Sebastian was exhausted from a day golfing with the others but keen to get back to Harper to tell her everything he’d overheard during the trip. Between eighteen holes and half a dozen beers, mouths had loosened among the gentlemen. In addition to getting to know them all better, he’d picked up some stock tips, improved his swing and gotten some more dirt on her ex, Quentin.

As the bus pulled up in front of the castle, he spied Harper walking out toward the east gardens. When they unloaded, he trotted off after her, catching up just as she reached the intricate hedges that outlined the borders. She sat on a stone bench that overlooked the formal pattern of flowerbeds in bright summer colors that contrasted with the lush green of the grass.

“Harper!”

She turned and looked over her shoulder at him. She was wearing a pretty, pale pink, eyelet sundress with a matching sweater. “Hey there, Arnold Palmer. How did the golf go?”

He strolled the rest of the way toward her to catch his breath. He needed to do more running, apparently. “Awful,” he said as he dropped down beside her on the bench. “I couldn’t tell them I’d never played before, so I had to fake it and claim I was rusty from working too much.”

“You’ve never played golf? What kind of CEO are you?”

Sebastian chuckled. “The kind that doesn’t take clients out to schmooze on the greens. That’s Finn’s job. I work. But I have played golf. Just not this kind. I’m used to the windmills and the alligators that swallow your ball if you putt it into the wrong hole.”

“Miniature golf. You’ve played Putt-Putt. Yeah, I’d say that’s a little different.”

“I’ll tell you, though. Once I got the ball near the hole, I was an excellent putter. Just took me five swings over par to get that close.”

Harper winced and laughed. “Wow. Lose any money?”

He shook his head. “I’m not that stupid. There was no way I was betting on my game. I did offer Quentin a wager, though. I bet him a thousand dollars that he’d shank his next ball into a sand trap.”

She arched her brow curiously. “And?”

Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of hundred dollar bills. “I think I jinxed him. He basically shot it straight into the sand dunes and couldn’t get out. Completely rattled the guy. I didn’t feel guilty about it, though. If he’s your blackmailer, then this thousand may have come from the money you paid him yesterday. If that’s true, then I’m glad to steal some back.” He handed the cash over to Harper.

“What is this for?” she asked, looking at the bills uncurling in the palm of her hand.

“For whatever.” He shrugged. “It’s not my money, so you can light cigars with it for all I care. Pay it to the blackmailer. Pay it on the loan. Get a really expensive manicure. Save it for a rainy day. Whatever you want. Just spend it knowing that I took it from Quentin.

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