Wild Orchids by Jude Deveraux

Author:Jude Deveraux [Deveraux, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

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Jackie

Maybe I was jealous of Dessie, but I didn't think so. First of all, why would I be jealous? If I were madly in love with Ford Newcombe and some woman was about to take him away, I would, yes, be very jealous. Or if Dessie were the type of woman who wanted to "do" for a man, that old Southern term that meant wait on him hand and foot, and I thought my job was in jeopardy, I'd probably try to break them up.

But Dessie Mason wasn't like that. True, I could imagine her marrying Ford and assuming that I was to be her slave. And of course she'd move me out of the best bedroom and into the servants' quarters at the top of the house, but I couldn't see her firing me. No, I did too much work to be fired. I ran the house, was Ford's social secretary, was cook and purchasing agent. I did everything except have sex with him—and I was sure that Dessie would take over that job.

So why would I be jealous, as Ford constantly let me know he thought I was? He smirked at me so much I was afraid his face was going to shift to one side.

The problem I saw on that first day was that Dessie was setting her cap for him and she meant to have him. And if she got him, I was sure she'd make him miserable.

Yes, Dessie was beautiful. Actually, she was more than beautiful. She was luscious. I could imagine that over the years thousands of men had declared undying love for her. My personal opinion was that she'd probably left L.A. because there were too many beautiful women there. Her beauty combined with her formidable talent as a sculptor made her the Queen of Cole Creek. The residents mentioned her name in whispers.

So now Dessie had decided she wanted my boss and I had no doubt she'd get him. Ford was smart when it came to books, but he didn't seem too smart about women. On the night Dessie came to dinner, Ford was after her like she was in heat. Truthfully, I thought it was disgusting. First of all, Dessie made a big production of showing Ford a sculpture she'd created. It was good, true, and maybe I was being petty when I thought she was presuming too much, but I didn't think a sculpture of Ford's late wife and mother-in-law was something she should have made without asking his permission.

But since she did make it, why hadn't she shown it to him in private?

Why did she have to make a big production in front of other people and make Ford cry like a baby? That poor man had tears rolling down his cheeks from the moment he saw the sculpture until the lid was put back on. I'm sure I'm just being cynical, but I bet she'd never made an uncommissioned sculpture for a poor man. It

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