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“She’s not.” The look on her face was priceless. Now, she was the one being bothered. Two could play this game, then. I didn’t have it in me to feel for her right now, especially when she was the one who had started this.
“Whatever you say. At least when my mother was alive, she loved spending time with me. Unlike yours.”
“She—”
“And is your father coming? Oh, that’s right. Yours was a deadbeat. At least mine wasn’t the type to run away from his responsibilities.” There it was—the bullseye. I could see Eloise’s lips tremble, and she desperately tried to square her shoulders as if to act like she wasn’t bothered. But she was. Big time. “What, no comeback? I thought so.”
I turned to leave, shaking my head at what had just happened. If Eloise reported this to anyone, Matthew might just not give me another chance and would finally fire me. And I knew that the fact that we were sleeping together wouldn’t be enough reason not to.
A scream caught me off guard. Before I knew it, Eloise had pulled my hair. The pressure yanked my head back, making me drop the cleaning supplies on the ground. The sudden pull made my scalp hurt as well, and I yelped in response, earning a look from the guests and the staff by the pool area.
“Get off me!” I yelled, trying to get her hands off my hair. But she was strong, I’d give her that, and she wasn’t letting go. So, I grabbed what I could reach, which was her hair. And the next thing I knew, I was pulling her back, too.
“You think you’re so perfect with your little family, you bitch!” she screamed in my ear. In defense, I pushed her mouth away from me using the heel of my hand, and I swear I heard something crack. That earned a slap across my face.
“Eloise,” I called. I couldn’t see what was happening because I had turned to face her, our hands at each other’s hair. And I didn’t need a mirror to know what my hair would look like once this was over. It was one thing to argue with a guest, it was another to get physical with them. I was definitely getting fired.
“At least I don’t have to work my ass off at a stupid hotel.”
“You’re literally having your party here.”
“Shut up! Shut up!” Eloise slapped my head with her palm over and over again, and I knew she had the upper hand right now. So I walked to the side towards the pool, and she followed. When we were close enough, I tossed my body into the water and dragged her with me.
The people around us gasped as we splashed in the water, Eloise finally letting me go as we floundered to stay afloat.
“Reagan!” I heard Matthew’s voice booming in the middle of the crowd surrounding us. Fuck. Did he just see that? He stood by the pool handrail, looking furious. At me. “What are you doing?” he yelled.
“She pushed me into the pool,” Eloise complained. But Matthew’s gaze didn’t soften when he turned to the guest. I could only roll my eyes at everyone. Well, this was a shitty day.
“My apologies, Ms. Giovanni. I’ll see that the rest of your party goes according to plan.”
“Make sure you teach your staff how to take care of your guests, too, Mr. Parker.”
“We take full accountability for this. And I’ll personally see to it that she is disciplined.”
“Good,” Eloise approved. “Did you hear that, Reagan? Proper consequences. You might not have a job after this.”
“Fuck you, Eloise.”
“Reagan!” Matthew snapped, and the sound of his angry voice was enough for the staff to disperse and return to their tasks. But I was still fuming, still mad at the woman beside me, who was now trying to swing to the edge of the pool. And to put the cherry on top, Matthew was lecturing me—yelling at me in front of everyone.
“You keep pushing it, don’t you? I told you not to argue with the guests anymore. It’s embarrassing for you and everyone working here!”
“She was always too stubborn for her own good, even when we were in California.” Why was she still here? I wondered. But then I saw one of the staff coming to help her up from the handrail.
“I’ll show you stubborn—”
“Ah, ah,” Matthew interrupted before I could threaten Eloise again. “My office. Right now, Reagan.”
Chapter nine
Matthew
It had been a week since I spent the night with Reagan, and the way she sucked me off lived in my head rent-free. I couldn’t get her out of my head, and I knew that I needed to regain control. But every time I found her in the hallway arranging the cleaning cart or whenever she’d be in the banquet hall, my control was out of the building, and the next thing I knew, I had her in my office, naked.
Her fire didn’t dull down despite our situationship and she hadn’t told anyone about us. Like I had said, our thing was mostly physical, and Reagan knew where to draw that line. But that didn’t mean I wanted her to be shy about herself. I wanted to know things about her.
She had been the sexiest woman I had ever shared a bed with, and I had pushed so many of my rules to keep seeing her. Thankfully, Clair hadn’t said anything yet, which meant word hadn’t gone out yet that Reagan and I were fooling around on the side, and I prayed that it would be that way for a long time.
