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“We’ll be out in a bit!” Trey slams the rest of his bourbon and gives me an impatient look. “Come on, show me how a southern girl chugs beer.”
“Here, help me,” I say handing him my glass. “That’s how a real lady does it.”
“I don’t mind beer,” he says after draining the rest of it. “But whiskey is a lot less filling. How do you not feel totally bloated from that stuff?”
“Oh quit bitching and just burp,” I tease, hopping down from the barstool. “We’ll get you a Shirley Temple at the Four Seasons to settle your little tummy.”
“You’re hilarious,” he retorts, slapping me across the ass.
Pretty firm, huh buddy? “You’ve been looking for an excuse to do that, haven’t you?” I turn back and shoot him a look.
“You are fucking hilarious… and yes, thank you for giving me the opportunity.” He chuckles and pauses for a moment. “I’ve never been called a pussy for drinking straight bourbon.” He smiles and pushes the door open, leading me out onto the street where the car is waiting for us. When Tony told us he was double-parked it was definitely an understatement. He’s got traffic backed up all the way down the block.
Trey
Settling into the back of the car, my mind has already moved past the thought of having another drink and is now strategizing a more intimate game plan. I’m not sure if her looks, her personality or the fact that Mom is trying to buy her off is the most appealing. All I know is I haven’t felt this way about anyone in years.
“How much did Mom offer you, anyway?” I ask out of sheer curiosity.
“She just told me she would make it worth my while,” she says with a sly look on her face.
“You should ask her for twenty million,” I suggest playfully. “You need to be generously compensated for giving up all of this.” I wave my hands down the length of my body.
“Holy shit, she must have gotten a pretty good divorce settlement.” Mandy’s eyes widen and sparkle in the dim light.
“They didn’t have a valid prenup, so she is a billionaire too. Dad really didn’t have much for assets when they got married. Also, Mom put a flourishing real estate career on the back burner to be a full time mother and attend all the corporate functions with Dad,” I explain, thinking back to how she was back then. “I honestly think she deserved it.”
“Well, I have no interest in her offer. I don’t care how much she would be willing to pay me,” she replies adamantly. “I haven’t even had a chance to experience all this awesomeness yet.” She giggles, making a similar gesture with her hands.
“Once you do, it will definitely be too late.” I lean in, needing to kiss those soft, full lips. “I would be really disappointed if I didn’t get to see how everything plays out between us.”
There is nothing like the rush of passion and lust that occurs when you first find yourself falling for someone. I had honestly begun to wonder if I would ever feel this way again. Who knows, I might finally be able to move on and put the past behind me. Okay, I need to relax. I’m getting way ahead of myself.
Mandy
A warm, fuzzy feeling washes over me as Trey talks about wanting to see how things play out between us. When I first started working on this case, I had so much resentment and hostility toward his family that I couldn’t even fathom something like this happening. Even though I had seen pictures of Trey online, I couldn’t get past the fact that he was his father’s son. I assumed he was just another generation of Addison’s who would pile on the wealth by taking advantage of others. I don’t think I could have been more wrong.
I feel an unexpected twinge of nervousness when the car slows down and pulls up to the curb in front of the hotel. It suddenly occurs to me that this will be first time that I have been truly alone with Trey. Even though Liv was annoying, it was kind of nice having her as a buffer. It allowed me to get to know Trey while having an excuse for not rushing into anything physical between us. My mind suddenly flashes back to the first night, when I attacked his cock like a famished tiger. My cheeks begin to burn, as I realize it’s probably too late for taking things slow.
“Is everything okay?” he asks, pausing with his hand resting on the door handle.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I reply, trying to slow my breathing and act calm. “Can we stop in the bar for one more drink? I would like a Margarita or something.”
“Sure.” He smiles, taking my hand and leading me from the car. “I’m totally onboard with you having anything that contains tequila.”
