Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
I want to reach out and touch it. Like spun silk.
“Hey,” I say, trying to sound casual, but feeling anything but. The last time we were alone together I kissed her.
I fucking kissed her and loved every second of it.
Her kiss is forever ingrained into my memory. The taste of it. The way she leaned into me. The way her lips felt pressed up against mine.
“Are you enjoying the party?” She spins around to face me, and the look in her eyes takes my breath away.
“Sure. Are you?”
She looks away, the sadness in her eyes shining through. “Yes, now that you’re here.”
There’s something not right about her engagement to Bane. Why would a woman like Posey ever want him?
“Are you with him because of money? Because he’s got it?”
She gazes up at me with wide eyes. “What?”
“I went by your father’s place and I just…” my words fall away when I see how visibly upset she’s getting.
She parks her hands on her hips. “Are you kidding me? You went to my father’s house?” She drops her hands as she paces the small space between us. “And what? You saw what a dump I grew up in and you figured I’d marry my way out of it? You think I’m a gold digger?” Tears well in her eyes, and I want to swipe them away.
“I’m sorry,” I say, at a loss of words. “I didn’t mean…” I don’t finish my sentence, because I don’t know exactly what I mean.
If she was a gold digger I could understand it more. I could understand why a woman like her would ever marry a monster like him.
She pokes a finger into my chest, her anger clear on her face. “You don’t get to ask me questions like that. How dare you? Do you really think that’s the type of person I am?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know.” I guess I don’t know what type of woman she is.
She studies me for a beat, and then huffs as she storms away.
Fuck.
“Hey,” Devereaux says, walking up to me as I watch Posey retreat. “Did I interrupt something?”
Devereaux and Chloe step closer toward me.
“Where’s Posey going?” Chloe asks in a green ball gown that matches the color of her eyes.
“I don’t know,” I whisper, still watching Posey as she removes the rope from the staircase and heads upstairs.
“Did you two get into a fight?” Dev asks, wearing his tuxedo.
“No.” I shake my head, trying to erase the past five minutes. “What are you two doing here? Where’s the baby?”
“Greer and Roman are watching him. Dev got invited by Bane, and I wasn’t passing up a chance to get dressed up and go out.” Chloe beams at me, and I smile. She’s got her blonde hair up in a twisty-do on the top of her head, and she holds a glass of champagne.
I understand why Bane would invite the owner of Club Greed to his engagement party.
“Makes sense,” I say, taking a sip of my whiskey.
“I just don’t know how long we’ll be out because we’ve never left the baby alone before,” Dev says, wrapping an arm around Chloe’s shoulders.
“I’m sure your sister, and my brother will take good care of him.”
Dev smiles back. “She’s going to be a natural when she has her own baby.”
I nod.
“I still can’t believe Greer’s pregnant,” Chloe says with a wide smile on her face. “Now, enough about babies, what happened with Posey? You two looked like you were in a heated argument.”
I blow out a breath as I scrub a hand down my jaw. “Why the fuck is she marrying him?”
Chloe’s eyes soften. “I know it’s hard to understand when two people fall in love. There’s no rhyme or reason to it.”
“She’s not in love with him,” I whisper.
“How do you know?” Dev asks me.
I have no answer for him. I can’t tell him that I’ve kissed her. I can’t tell him about anything transpiring between Posey and me.
“I just know it.”
“Or you want it?” Chloe asks, trying to be the voice of reason.
I laugh. “I’m going fucking insane. I can’t stop thinking about her. I can’t stop…” I don’t finish my sentence, not wanting to tell them any more.
Dev slaps a hand on my shoulder. “I can start working more at the club. I think you need a break.”
“I’m fine,” I say. I don’t want to miss the chance to be there when Posey will be there.
“Ledger, come and dance with me,” Chloe says, taking my hand.
“Fine,” I say, allowing Chloe to drag me onto the dance floor.
I know I’ve got a job to do while I’m here. Watch Bane’s men, but as I glance around at the crowd here tonight, everyone looks suspicious.
Even Bane himself.
Chapter 18
Posey
Tears fall freely down my face as I try to pull myself together. Yes, I’m marrying Bane for money, but not in the way Ledger thinks I am.