The Keeper by Raine Miller & Brit De Mille

Author:Raine Miller & Brit De Mille
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942095514
Publisher: Raine Miller Romance

It felt like forever until it was time to go to Billie’s parents’ house; the day passing slowly after the drama-charged meeting with Castellano this morning. But I’ve decided I’m done giving that loser another thought as I get ready to go play the role of Billie’s fake boyfriend.

I choose a deep royal-blue suit with a sharp white shirt and a black tie. One thing I can say for Emily is she knows fashion and always picked out beautiful suits for me when I was in Montreal.

Billie’s family lives in one of those stereotypical Malibu houses—the ones high on the rocks, overlooking the sea with vast windows that glow vibrantly in the waning light. I make my way up an incline of a driveway to the door, where someone asks my name, checks it off a list, and beckons me inside.

I wander in through a vast entryway. The house has an open floor plan, with a sunken living room on one side and a vast kitchen and dining area on the other. It’s all ultra-modern and tasteful. Beautiful, though I have a hard time imagining Billie growing up here.

“Hey, you!” her familiar voice calls. I snap to attention and find her heading my way in a lacy, indigo-blue gown that shows off her luscious body.

My cock jumps. I’ve come to really appreciate Billie’s understated style, but tonight, she looks like a celebrity. She makes me feel slightly tongue-tied.

As she approaches, she leans in and kisses me on the mouth. I’m sure it’s for show but I welcome it wholeheartedly. I put my arm around her, at the small of her back, and return the affection.

She pulls away with a wicked gleam in her eyes. “What a welcome.”

I huff a laugh. “You look amazing.”

She blushes and reaches out to touch my face, where a black eye has indeed bloomed. “Nice shiner.”

“Annoying.”

“No, I think it’s badass,” she assures me. “Come on, let’s go meet the parents.”

She takes my arm, and we wander through a maze of people, some of whom recognize me and ask if I got the black eye during the game. I say yes because I don’t want to talk with strangers about our team drama.

We near a very regal-looking couple, and I can guess that they are Billie’s parents just from the family resemblance. Her father has dark, wavy hair and Billie’s eyes. Her mother’s hair is a lighter shade, but she has Billie’s prominent nose and lips.

“You must be the boyfriend we never knew about,” her mother says. There’s a tone, for sure, and her side-eye to Billie says the rest. “I’m Ditta Hirsch.”

Ditta Hirsch is a movie producer. A big name that even I recognize. I had no idea.

“I’ve heard of you,” I say, shaking her hand. “Calum Lefleur.”

“And I’m David Hirsch. The dad.”

I shake David’s hand. “Happy birthday, sir.”

“Thanks. Nice shut-out last night.”

“Oh, you saw it?”

“Watched it with my little girl. Didn’t see the part where you got clocked in the eye, though.”

I cringe. “Well, that was an unplanned mishap.

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