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“My contingency plan for you.”
Fox huffed out a breath. “It sounds like you don’t want me around.”
“Let’s just say…you make things interesting. And I want to be prepared.”
I watched as Fox rubbed his hands together, totally missing the point of Lock’s statement. “Sounds good. Read me in. I’m ready for it!”
“Well, my part basically stays the same for all of it, so I’ll let you two iron out plan B.”
Lock shot me a look that promised retribution for leaving him alone with Fox, but I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to sneak away and get my shower in. I had a lot of pampering to do to get ready for the gala. That age-old excuse women used for doing their hair at night was one hundred percent true in my case. And if I didn’t get started on it soon, I would never be ready in time for tomorrow night.
13
WREN
My stylists finished with my hair just a few minutes before I needed to leave. They were late getting here, and they paid for it by receiving no tip. I hated when people couldn’t follow the simplest time frame. I set the appointment up two days ago. They had time to adjust.
I stood and walked over to my dress hanging in the walk-in closet. It was black—my signature color—with a cowl neckline and a slit up the side of the tight skirt. It was just on the edge of daring, but didn’t cross any lines. I slipped it on, smoothing my hands over the material. I had to admit, I looked good. I wondered what Brock would think of me dressed like this. Not that it mattered.
I enjoyed what we had this afternoon, but it wouldn’t happen again. I wasn’t interested in slumming it with the help. But I figured that if Bryce could have his fun in public, I could have a little fun in the privacy of my home. It’s not like anyone would ever find out about my tryst.
I found myself smiling as I bit my lip and brushed my fingers over my lips where he nearly bruised them earlier. Angry with myself for fantasizing about the man, I wiped the smile from my face and finished getting ready. He was a good time, but that was it.
I grabbed my clutch and pulled the door open, shocked when I saw Brock leaning against the opposite wall, waiting for me with a grin on his face. I recovered quickly, refusing to be sucked into his web. Holding my head high, I strut past him, putting a little extra sway in my ass.
“Is that for me?” I heard him mutter.
I slid my hand down the banister, ignoring his comment. I knew he was still staring at me as I descended the stairs. “Are we ready to go?” I asked Lock.
He nodded, opening the door for me. “Yes, ma’am. We have a few extra security measures in place tonight. Some of us will be with dates to help us blend in.”
“Well, thank goodness for that. The last thing I need is a bunch of men following me around the gala.” I trailed my eyes over his ill-fitting suit, giving a loud sigh. “I suppose it will do. Everyone will know it’s a rented tux, but as long as you’re with someone else…”
I trailed off, walking out the door to the waiting car. I had hoped to ride in the back in peace, but Brock walked around to the other side, sliding in beside me. I sighed heavily as he shut the door.
“Is that your way of telling me to fuck off?” he chuckled.
“And why would I do that?” I asked as George pulled away from the house.
“Because you don’t want to admit you want me.”
I slowly turned and faced him, giving him my resting bitch face. “Look, it was decent, but let’s not make a thing of it.”
“A thing of it,” he chuckled. “Is that what you say to all your lovers?”
“You’re hardly my lover.”
“Then what would you call me?”
“A good time.”
“And that’s all I am?”
I couldn’t tell if he was disappointed or just trying to egg me on. He was so cocky and sexy that I couldn’t imagine him actually getting hurt feelings because he slept with me and I didn’t want to have a repeat. Then again, he was the low man on the totem pole, reaching way above his status.
“What more could you possibly be? It’s not as if you could ever provide me with the life I need.”
“And what is that life? Fancy parties and fine clothes?”
