Their Perfect Blend by Sarah Williams

Author:Sarah Williams [Williams, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serenade Publishing

“I hear the coffee business is going well,” a husky, sultry voice said behind him, and Hamish turned around to discover the last woman in the world he had expected to see here.

Sloan.

As always, she was dressed to kill in her figure-fitting black dress. Her blonde locks were in a trendy half up-do and her muscular face heavily made up.

“What are you doing here?” Hamish raised his chin and placed balled fists in his pockets.

“I came to support the school. We are alumni after all.” She slithered toward him, the black material around her hips creasing. “I thought it would be fun.”

Fun. She’d thrown that word at him often during their time together. ‘You’re no fun. Let’s do something exciting. Let’s go into the city.’

And suddenly a penny dropped. All these years, she’d known he’d not been a good fit. But she had never been willing to let go of him—until she’d found a suitable replacement at least.

Sloan hadn’t fit in to his lifestyle. Nor had he fit hers.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me.” He tried to slip away, but her hand gripped his elbow.

“Word has it you and Greer Montgomery are a thing now.” The words came out like an accusation. “Didn’t take you long to get back in the saddle. And I believed you when you said you were heartbroken when we broke up.”

“You mean when you cheated on me and left?” He turned on her, all the anger and rage boiling up inside him. “Don’t you dare accuse me of anything. You have no right, and Greer Montgomery is ten times the woman you are.”

He’d had enough of this conversation. He yanked his arm out of her grip and turned so quickly, he almost knocked Greer off her feet. With a lightning-fast reaction, he caught her.

“There you are,” she said, then glanced over his shoulder and paled.

“Greer. Um.” He turned back to Sloan who seemed to be enjoying the awkwardness of the situation.

“Oh, babe, I’m sure she knows who I am.” Sloan’s voice whipped them like a gust of icy winter wind. Then she brushed her ample bosom against his chest and kissed his cheek, leaving a red lipstick tattoo in her wake.

“Nice party,” she said to Greer as she walked past.

“What was she doing here?” The colour was slowly returning to Greer’s cheeks.

“I don’t know. Causing trouble, I think.” He reached for Greer but she backed away from his touch.

“I need to go check on … something. You should go wash your face.” She turned and was swallowed up by the crowd.

After a visit to the bathroom, Hamish went to the bar. “A bottle of water please.”

Linc appeared at his side as the water was handed over. “Was that Sloan I saw you talking to?”

Hamish nodded, unscrewed the lid, and gulped half the bottle.

“What did she want?”

“I have no idea, but Greer is pissed off.”

“And you wonder why I don’t commit.” Linc ordered a beer—one of his own brews—and turned serious eyes on his friend. “She’s really gotten under your skin.

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