The Perfect Liar by Debra Lynch

Author:Debra Lynch [Lynch, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Second Reef Publishing
Published: 2020-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

Part Two

DENNIS

Thirteen

When I met Rachel, it was destiny, fate, karma. Rachel was my soulmate, the true love of my life. But there were problems.

Nothing, of course, that a bit of seduction on my part wouldn’t solve.

If somebody wants to call the incriminating evidence that fell right into my lap arm-twisting or intimidation—heck, even harassment—they can go right ahead and call it that.

I call it good fortune.

I had plenty of experience with women. Maybe I’m being generous using the word “women.” Don’t know if I can actually call them women. Whores are what they turned out to be. They started out sexy, alluring, and pliable. But they all ended up as huge disappointments.

Take Brandi, for instance. Things didn’t end well for her.

Rachel was nothing like Brandi or any of the others. Rachel was different. Classy. There was something about her that reminded me of better times.

Like I say, soulmates.

The day we met was another unbearably slow day at The Treasure Trove. Why did I accept that job, anyway? Why? Because my uncle was nice enough to give it to me.

But then the day got interesting. Yes. Very interesting indeed. I leaned forward over my surveillance camera and couldn’t believe my luck.

Rachel freaking Goodman!

As sure as I sat there in the creaky chair that must’ve come right out of the trash bin, it was her. Holy mackerel. She looked even hotter in person than she did on YouTube. Well, to be fair, she was on a grainy black and white video monitor, but to me, she looked like an angel sent straight from heaven. Her long blond hair flowed around her shoulders and down her back in heady waves that I wanted to run my fingers through. Her skin looked porcelain, even in black and white. But that outfit? Gonna have to do something about those cargo pants. But matched with the tight tank top that showed off her boobs? I could work with this.

She strolled through the shop like she owned the place. Heck, she probably could own the joint if she wanted, famous as she was.

I hadn’t been honest with Rachel when I pretended like I’d never heard of her show. But it didn’t pay off to make a woman think I was desperate. It’s good to play hard to get.

I’d gotten hooked on her yoga show in the days when I didn’t have much to do other than sleep, pump iron, play basketball with the OGs, and when they let me watch a little YouTube.

I’d never considered myself a pansy like that what with all the chanting and stupid diets. But Rachel had made me come around what with the way she smiled at the camera with those pouty pink porno lips. And the way her hands ran through that long hair of hers. Holy mother of … she was really in my store. In my store!

I was ready to hightail it out of the boiling hot torture chamber of a room called my office to bolt down to the sales floor and meet her when things got very interesting.

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