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Twisted Perfection (Rosemary Beach #5)(6)
Author: Abbi Glines

Jace shrugged. “Good, I guess. He sounded happy. He’s in Dallas now. I need to make it out there and see him. He didn’t come to Boston this Christmas with the rest of the family. I don’t expect he’ll be coming around anytime soon. Uncle Robert isn’t happy with him.”

I didn’t imagine Robert Newark was happy with his only son. He was supposed to inherit the prestigious Newark and Newark law firm located in Destin, Florida. His grandfather had built the firm from the ground up. But Tripp hadn’t wanted to be a lawyer. He’d wanted to travel the world.

“Anyway, there’s this friend of his. She got mixed up with their boss at the bar and come to find out he was married. She didn’t know and she needs to get out of town and heal and shit. He asked if he could send her here. He said she’s an excellent waitress. She’s a hard worker and she’s never late. He also said she’s gorgeous and the men here would tip her well. He’s letting her stay at his place since it sits empty all the time, but she needs a job.”

I could always use good waitresses. “Of course. Just send her to me when she gets in town. We’ll get her a uniform and put her to work.”

Jace looked relieved. “Thanks. I hated to ask but he sounded worried about her. He’s already called me twice today to talk about her and make sure I get everything ready for her arrival. I didn’t want to let him down.”

“I understand. I don’t mind. And tell Tripp I said the next time he wants a favor to call me. I’d love to hear from him.”

* * *

Jace hadn’t been gone long when the door to my office opened and in walked Angelina. She tossed her long blond hair over her shoulder and smiled at me. It was that practiced seductive smile. It bored me. Her tongue darted out and she licked her lips while sauntering over to my desk.

“I’ve missed you. I haven’t seen or heard from you since last week. I thought we’d had fun on the sixteenth hole.”

I had agreed to take the last round of the day last week with Angelina. I knew it would get my dad off my case and satisfy her. What I hadn’t expected was for her to rub against me and grope my dick the entire time. The last time she slid her hands down the front of my shorts and said she wanted to be fucked, I bent her over and placed both her hands against a tree, then screwed her from behind. That way I didn’t have to see her fake expressions of pleasure. She was doing this to get me to marry her. Her daddy wanted this and she was doing what he wanted. Nothing more.

After I’d gotten my release, I’d ended the game and dodged her ever since.

“I’ve been busy,” I replied coldly.

She didn’t take the hint. Instead, she stepped between my legs and leaned over me, giving me a direct view down her shirt. She didn’t have much in the way of tits. I wasn’t sure what she was flashing me. If I married her, I was getting her a boob job.

“Too much work and not enough play,” she cooed, dropping to her knees and rubbing her hand over my uninterested cock.

“I can take the edge off,” she promised, and went to unfasten my pants. I had felt bad the last time I’d let this go too far. I was using her. Sure, she was using me, too, but it didn’t mean I had to stoop that low. It was wrong. I didn’t want her. If I did marry her, it would be because I was being forced to. There was no reason for me to keep this charade up. I needed some time to think about all this.

“Stop, Angelina. I have work to do. Not now.” I resisted the urge to shove her away. That would be too cold.

“You can work and I can make it feel good. Show you what you can have the rest of your life.”

We both knew that the moment I said “I do,” sex between us would become a chore. She’d make up reasons why she couldn’t, and office blow jobs would be a thing of the past.

“Don’t take me for a fool, Angelina. I’m a smart man. I know what you’re doing and I know why. The minute we’re married this facade you’re putting on will disappear.”

Her eyes flashed with resentment. I was just being honest. It was time she was, too.

“Just because my daddy wants me to marry you doesn’t mean that is the only reason I want to. I’m attracted to you. What woman isn’t? The difference between other women and me is that I’m good enough for you. We complement each other. You can fight this and try like hell to hold on to your playboy ways, but I won’t go anywhere. I want that ring I know your daddy bought on my finger and I want your last name. The sex could be incredible for us both if you’d just let it. I won’t always be the whore you fantasize about. You should enjoy that part of it while you can.”

She stood up and straightened her skirt. “You know where to find me when you’re ready to admit this is perfect. You and me.”

 

 

Della


I pulled over at the service station where I’d met Woods only four months ago. It had been the start to my journey. How ironic that the directions Tripp had given me led me right back here. I wasn’t even sure Woods lived in this town. He’d taken me a town over to eat and find a hotel. Maybe he’d just been driving through that day, too. Or maybe I might see him again.

What if he’s married?

No, I wasn’t going to think that. I wasn’t going to judge all men by Jeffery. That was unfair. Take Tripp, for example. He was nothing like Jeffery. He had given me the keys to his condo to stay in free of charge as long as I kept it clean. He’d also gotten me a job.

I glanced down at the paper in my hand. Tripp had given me Jace’s phone number and told me to call him once I was settled in. He’d get me an appointment with Mr. Kerrington.

I got back out on the road and followed the last two turns before pulling up to a condo unit that faced the ocean. I glanced down to check the address Tripp had given me. Surely this wasn’t his condo. This town was high-end and these condos had to all cost a fortune. How did Tripp own one?

The nagging suspicion that Tripp didn’t belong working as a bartender and driving a Harley-Davidson came back to me. He was something more than he was letting people in Dallas know.

I pulled my cell phone out of my purse and dialed Tripp’s number. No answer.

I then dialed Jace’s number. It rang three times and a girl answered.

“Hello,” she drawled.

“Um, yes, I’m, uh, Della Sloane. A friend of—”

“Tripp’s!” she squealed into the phone. “We’ve been expecting you. I’m so glad you made it safely. Are you settled into Tripp’s apartment yet?”

I was pretty sure he had said Jace was a guy.

“Um, no, not exactly. I just arrived and this place is really nice. I’m afraid I’m at the wrong condo.”

The girl laughed. “No, you’re at the right place. I’m assuming you don’t know that much about Tripp. Trust me, honey, he can afford that place and more. Oh, I’m Bethy, by the way. Jace’s girlfriend. He’s outside.”

I liked her. She was superfriendly.

“If you’re sure I’m at the right place, I’ll go find his unit and unpack my bags. I need Jace to contact Mr. Kerrington about meeting me.”

“Oh, there’s no reason to call him. He told Jace to send you to him as soon as you’re ready. He needs some new servers. Do you have a pen and paper handy? You need to jot down these directions.”

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