”“Would it be that bad if he did?”“Yes. It would be utterly, wonderfully, horrible.” But mostly it washorrible how not bad that idea sounded.While trying to empty my mind of Hudson blowjob images, I surveyedthe club. The place was slow, even for a Wednesday night. From the bar, Ihad full view of the ten bubble rooms that circled the perimeter of the upperlevel. The bubble rooms were The Sky Launch’s highlight. Each room,round in shape, featured a glass wall overlooking the dance floor on thelower level, and had private access much like box seats at a stadium. Theyall had a curved seating area around a table, and fit eight peoplecomfortably. The bubbles provided a relatively quiet and discreet area whilestill being very much part of the club. When the occupied lights were on,the outer walls of the bubble rooms glowed red. Only two were lit up. Ashame. If the club had the kind of notoriety it could have, those roomswould fill within the first ten minutes of being open.“G
“Oh.” I thought about saying I’d been to an amazing spa, but really, didhe care? And besides, talking was difficult with that thing he was doing tomy skin, burning it so thoroughly with his caress.His phone rang and he let go of my hand. I pulled it to my lap, needingthe warmth of my body once it’d lost the warmth of his.“Excuse me,” he said, taking his phone out of his pants pocket andsilencing it without looking at the screen.“You can take it if you need to.” I could use a few minutes to gather mythoughts. Because, what the hell did he want with me? Not only was notknowing killing me, but the more time I spent with Hudson, the easier itwas for me to think about him and his amazing gray eyes. And his hardbody. And his smooth voice.“There can’t be anything important enough to interrupt thisconversation.”And even smoother lines.I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the dooropening. Sasha entered with a tray of food and drinks. I watched as she setd
Semantics. But I understood what he was attempting to do, separatinghimself from me and my job at The Sky Launch, so I nodded.“This wouldn’t affect your employment at the club.” He removed hisarm from the couch and sat forward. “Maybe hire is not the correct term.I’d like to pay you to help me with a problem. I believe you’d be perfect forthe job.”The whole conversation had my head spinning, but he had my attention.“You win. My curiosity is piqued. What’s the job?”“I need you to break up an engagement.”I coughed, wondering if I heard him correctly, knowing I had. “Um,what? Whose?”Hudson leaned back, his dazzling gray eyes flickering in the strobelights. “Mine.”OceanofPDF.comCHAPTER FOURHUDSON TAPPED one long finger on the table in front of him. “Closeyour mouth, Alayna. Although it’s quite adorable to see you flabbergasted,it’s also very distracting.”I closed my mouth. A million questions circled through my mind, tooquickly for any to take shape. And somewhere behin
As he often did, he answered my unasked question. “I own the bank thatholds your loans. I looked them up today. It would be very easy for me tohave them written off. No actual money would exchange hands, if thatmakes you feel better.”“That’s an awfully generous payment.” Too generous. And just like Ijumped to buy a lottery ticket whenever the pot got particularly high, Iwanted to jump on his offer. But nothing that paid that well ended in good.“It’s worth it to me to see this project succeed, Alayna.”My answer was no. I’d already decided. It had to be no. There was toomuch risk at entering into an arrangement—any arrangement—with him.But I couldn’t help but want to know more of the details. “What exactlywould you want me to do?”“Pretend we’re a couple. I’d invite you to several gatherings where mymother would see us together. I’d expect you to hang on my arm andbehave as though we’re madly in love.”“And that’s all?” I couldn’t imagine it would be that hard to pretend to
CHAPTER FIVEI WOKE up right before noon the next morning when I heard my phonebuzz an incoming text. It was plugged in on the nightstand next to me, but Iwasn’t ready to wake up, having gotten to bed after six.Lying with my eyes closed, I grinned into my pillow and recalled theevents of the night before. The things Hudson had said to me, the way he’dkissed me, touched me—my heart sped up at the memory. Had all of thatreally happened? My obsessive relationship disorder made it really easy forme to imagine that things happened between me and others that actuallyhadn’t. It had been several years since I had fallen into those old habits.Now, was I doing it again?No, I wasn’t making it up. I couldn’t make up a kiss like that. It hadhappened. And I had wanted more to happen. But in the morning withdistance and fresh eyes, I could see so much better how it shouldn’t happen.As much as I wanted him, I was already thinking about him way more thanwas healthy.I went through the st
I took a long swallow of my water, contemplating how to react to hissudden statement. Old connotations of the word “enable” stung me. Was heinsinuating that I wasn’t well? And how was I not responsible for myself? Iwas living and working in the Big Apple—if that didn’t take responsibility,I didn’t know what did.Ever impatient, Brian didn’t wait for me to choose my response. “I can’tlet you throw your life away at a nightclub. You are too vulnerable to workin that type of establishment.”The Sky Launch. Brian had never liked me working there, not from dayone. But he’d accepted it because I’d kept out of trouble. Had he nowforgotten? “I haven’t had any issues since I’ve worked there.”“You had school to keep you occupied. You need something morechallenging to focus on.”Never mind that I’d worried about the exact same thing myself, I waspissed. “Brian, I know how to handle my triggers. And what do you knowabout it? You never went to any support meetings.”His voice rose unco
CHAPTER SIXTWO HOURS TURNED out to be barely enough time to prepare forseeing Hudson. I spent a long time in the shower, shaving my legs andunderarms and cleaning up my Brazilian, chastising myself as I did sincethere was no way Hudson was going to see my lady parts.Then I stood in front of my closet for what felt like hours. I’d be goingstraight from Hudson’s office to the club to meet with David then a full shiftof bartending after that. I needed the perfect blend of smart and sexy with adash of fuck-me-please—for work, of course. Finally I settled on a beltedteal and black shirt dress. It was shorter than I would have liked for thebusiness part of my plans, but still longer than most of the dresses I wore atthe club. I pulled my hair into a low ponytail and kept my makeup tomascara and lip gloss. I looked good—fresh and natural.Having been too distracted to ask Hudson where Pierce Industries waslocated, I had to Google it. Turned out the offices were near the OneWorl
“And Alayna, wipe that look off your face. Jordan’s gay. I wouldn’thave hired him for you otherwise.”I folded my arms over my chest, embarrassed and chided. Also, Idecidedly did not like Hudson. Beyond the sexual appeal, anyway.“Anything else?” I couldn’t look at him.He leaned back to sit on the front edge of his desk, his body closeenough to touch without much movement on my part. “My mother ishosting a charity fashion show on Sunday. That will be our first outing as acouple.”“Okay.” I crossed my leg over the other, his close proximity making mefidgety. And while I was so affected by him, I realized he’d been nothingbut business since I’d arrived. Had his move on me the night before been away to insure I’d accept his proposition? If so, he was a total ass.“Your loans will be written off as of nine a.m. Monday morning. Awritten confirmation will be sent to you.”“Don’t you want to wait and see if we pull this whole thing off first?” Ihadn’t meant to come off snotty. Wel