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Let Me In Getting to Know Him
EvieIt was a fairly cool morning, or as cool as it could be on a summer day in southern California. I appreciated the shade that made it comfortable to sit outside while listening to birds and the happy sounds of kids enjoying nature.“What about you?” he asked.I turned to look at him, taking in the profile of the man that had caught my interest. “What about me?”“You’re a party planner. How did you get to be that?”The way he said it made it sound like it was a dirty word. “That?” I said with a laugh. “I think I always knew that I loved parties. Didn’t you like parties as a kid?”“I don’t think I remember a lot of parties when I was a kid.”“Birthday parties?” I questioned.He slowly shook his head. “No. Not really. I think we had one for my younger brother when he turned five, but that’s about it.”That struck me as odd. I couldn’t imagine a childhood with no parties. “Did you ever go to parties?”“I went to a few homecoming parties.”I wrinkled my nose. “Not a kegger. I mean a pa
Let Me In An Easy Life
EvieHis coy smile told me he did. “You could say that.”“Stop being so cagey. You have one of those big beachfront mansions?” “It’s not as big as some of the others. I preferred more land and less house.”My eyes widened. “Oh my god, you are being serious!”“Yes, I am. Why would I lie?”I turned to look at him, making a big show as I did. “The boat business is that good?”“It is,” he said with a soft smile as he nodded.“That explains a lot,” I said, putting all the pieces together.“What does?”“You are one of those wealthy, eccentric types.”“I don’t think I’m eccentric at all. I like to keep to myself. I don’t go out a lot. I don’t care to go out a lot.”“Because you don’t like people. I remember. Do you live in San Diego?”“Yes,” he answered. “I live in the La Jolla area.”“Wow, no kidding. I grew up in the general area. Not in one of those big fancy mansions on the beach but the general area.”“I grew up on base mostly. We did finally move off base to a house just outside the c
Let Me In Not My Lady
XanderCharlie was sitting outside the building where he worked. I was meeting him for lunch. Technically, I was bringing him lunch to make up for ditching him at the party the other night. He wasn’t truly mad. We both knew from the very beginning there was no way I was going to stay the entire time. It didn’t matter. He was a little pissed. I would make up for it with burgers and fries, and all would be well.I parked my car, hanging the parking pass from my rearview mirror before climbing out. I sauntered across the parking lot, carrying the bags in my hand. He was staring at his phone, obviously texting someone.“You can’t ignore me forever,” I told him.“It won’t be that hard,” he said, dropping the phone down. “You don’t talk much.”I sat down and pushed a bag toward him. “I brought a peace offering.”He reached into the bag and pulled out one of the burgers. I grabbed one for myself. The waxy paper the burger was wrapped in was covered with grease stains, ketchup, and melted che
Let Me In A Nice Prize
Xander“I don’t dislike her.”“That’s high praise coming from you.”I laughed. “She’s not bad. And do you know what the best part is?”“What?”“She didn’t know me. She thought I was one of the employees that worked on the ships.”He raised his brows. “Are you sure? You don’t think it could be a trick to make you think she didn’t know you.”“No, I don’t think so. I only gave her my full name after we met at the park.”“Really? That’s weird.”It was weird. “I guess it just didn’t come up. You know me. I’m not really very good at the people thing. She seemed to get it and didn’t pressure me.”“Hell, this one is a keeper,” he joked.“I think I’m going to offer to take her out on the boat,” I said.He stopped chewing, his eyes going wide. “No shit?”“Why not?”“Take her.”I studied him. “Why?” I asked, knowing he was up to no good. He had a plan.He grinned. “Because no woman can resist a nice ride on a boat. You can offer her some of your fancy wine. Serve her expensive cheese. She’ll cra
Let Me In A Guy
EvieI walked into Nelle’s bar just after six with my laptop bag in one hand and my phone in the other. It had been a crazy day. The day was spilling into my evening, which it tended to do. Nelle’s bar was semi-busy with the after-work crowd sitting at tables and complaining about their shitty days. I was going to sit at the bar and complain about my day.I sat on my usual stool at the very edge of the bar, farthest away from the action. It was where Nelle took a break when the action was slow. It was the best seat in the house as far as I was concerned. I could see everything and everyone, and yet, no one really paid much attention to the corner.I ended my phone call to the flower shop that insisted they couldn’t get the tulips my client wanted. I very nicely told them to look harder. I flopped down on the stool, my laptop bag on the bar. I looked around and knew there was no way I was going to get any actual work done. I was fried and really uninterested in hashing out the details
Let Me In He's Mine
Evie“That’s him.” I smiled.“He’s hot,” she said and took the phone back. “Let’s see if we can find any real dirt on him.” I waited while she slid her finger over her screen, scowled, and pushed another button.“Well?”“He has no social media, unless he uses a different name. There is nothing on him. How boring.”“That sounds very much like the man I spoke with,” I said, oddly happy that he wasn’t one of those guys that bragged all over social media. “He’s very closed up. He doesn’t talk much.”“I bet you do plenty of talking for the both of you.”I laughed. “Odd. He said the same thing.”She put her phone back in her pocket. “Why him?”“I don’t know. There was just something about him. It’s like seeing a pretty box with intricate wrapping paper. I wanted to know what was in the box. I am dying of curiosity to know him.”“Because he’s hot,” she said.“He is handsome.”“Now what?” she questioned. “Was it a one-park date or is this going to be a thing?”“I’m going out on his boat with
Let Me In Not Sorry
XanderI was on my back, messing with the wiring for the stereo on the boat when I heard footsteps. It was a busy marina. I didn’t think anything of it until I heard her voice.“Knock, knock,” she called out.I had to smile. I slid out from where I was mostly hidden from view. “I’m here,” I said, getting to my feet.She looked at the screwdriver in my hand and then back at me. “Um, I think I might take a raincheck.”“Why?”“You are working on your boat. That isn’t a good sign, is it?”I grinned, shaking the screwdriver. “I was fixing the stereo. The boat is fine. She isn’t going to sink.”She looked skeptical. “I don’t know. I’m not a great swimmer.”“It’s going to be fine. It isn’t going to sink.”She gestured at the boat with one hand. “What about the engine? Is it sound?”She was nervous. It was very different from the confident, bubbly woman I had met at the party. It was too good to pass up. “I have rations on the boat. They will last at least four days. We can live three weeks w
Let Me In On the Boat
XanderI crossed one leg over the other and relaxed into the comfortable couch. I did enjoy a nice evening out on the boat. I realized in that moment, it was even better with a little company. “Are you busy planning another party?”I smiled. “Always. There is always another one.”“Any more shipping parties?”“No. If I do another with a ship theme, it is going to be all in and it will not be for a shipping company.”“I hope you didn’t take what I said seriously. I’m the last person you want to take party advice from.”She pushed up her sunglasses. I did the same. “It was true. You were being honest. Brutally honest.”I cringed. “I tend to be a little tactless.”“It’s okay,” she assured me. “It was deserved.”“How come you have never been out on a boat?” I asked. “You said you lived in the area all your life. It’s kind of hard to avoid the water.”She shrugged. “We didn’t have a boat when I was growing up and it really never appealed to me. I like the sand beneath my feet. I like solid
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