Page 45 of Nothing to Win

Gia didn’t want them fighting because of her.“Oh, Mrs.Lomond—”

“Don’t,” Brogan said, startling them all.“Majority wisdom dictates you should not engage her.”

A low beat of laughter warmed Zairn’s voice.“Look at that, LoLo, the world’s finally got your number.Roxiverse is paying the bills.”

“Someone has to,” Roxanna said.“You are already in the net, Casanova.Others may be able to run and hide it’s too late for you.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Just concentrate on being pretty, I’ll take care of the real work.”

“Whatever you say, dear.”

This was an odd couple, but a great one to watch.The barbs weren’t hostile; these were soulmates who’d met their match in each other.

The brunette beauty spoke, “I’m opening the club.”

“Fully staffed twenty-four, seven just for the Empress.”

“We’re going shopping first,” Roxanna said.

“Naturally.And Hatfield…”

Roxanna squeezed her.“How do you feel about lights and cameras?”The woman tsked.“Sorry, one step at a time.”

“Am I canceling my afternoon?”Zairn asked.

“You’re not taking my crew anywhere.Bambi and Struan have it under control.”

“Which is code for Tripp is on his way?”

“He’s with his mother, planning Sequoia’s baby shower.It will be PG-13… or as PG-13 as it can be with Playboy Junior oozing his charisma and hotness everywhere.I’ve told him to keep his sex appeal to a minimum and no screwing the party planner.He’ll take it down to a PG, if he can, no promises.”

“Your fans will be disappointed.”

“No, they will not, Casanova.”Roxanna slunk away, sashaying across to her husband.“Because you will be performing at your best tonight.”

“Because you’ll be hammered by midnight if you start drinking before noon?”

“Excuse you, I’m a professional.I can start drinking before sunrise and still make it to sunset.”

“Proud of you, baby.”

Roxanna traced her fingertips up and down his chest, pouting up at him.“You know what all this divorce talk does to me.”

The corner of his mouth reacted.“LoLo, I have yet to find talk that doesn’t get you hot,” he said.“Car’s downstairs.”

“Next you’ll be telling me we have an apartment in the city.”Roxanna’s knee bent, raising her foot as she leaned back, holding onto his jacket.“Why did we get out of bed this morning?”

“Why do we ever get out of bed?And I was in Boston this morning, different bed.”

“That’s right,” Roxie exclaimed.“You owe me an orgasm!”

“You came just fine this morning, LoLo.I was the guy talking you through it.”

“Video doesn’t count.My hands do not feel the same as yours,” she purred.“Not even close.”

“We don’t need to be here for this,” Brogan said.