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Chapter 4

Meg

I’ve been doing my best to stay near the edge of the party.

I don’t exactly belong here.

It may not be obvious from the exterior. I am wearing my lucky dress, after all, but internally I’m thinking that I don’t belong with these people.

It’s blue-blooded, highbrow people with money everywhere.

At least I’m not working here as the maid. Not for tonight. That’d make me really stand out.

I thank my lucky stars that I got the night off. The prospect of being a maid and having to serve these people suddenly feels unbearable. I’m going to have to talk to Simon about this and see once again if I can get out of this humiliating position.

I’ve got my back pressed against the wall, and I’m just trying to go unnoticed as a wallflower and sip my champagne.

I look up and see at the edge of the party, over toward the lake, two unbelievably hot men staring at me. They’re tall, chiseled, and making me wet between the thighs. One look is all it takes to have my heart start to pound in my chest.

I’m not sure who these men are, and though I want to know, the fact is I need to remain unapproachable.

I’m here to do a job. I’m here to spy. And while I wish that my job was socializing and doing possibly more with these guys, it’s simply out of the question.

I break from their gaze and duck within a crowd of people to try to go unnoticed. I walk through the party, through scores of people, and listen to their very bland conversations.

Everybody’s talking about Mr. Belcourt and how he left a fortune to his sons. It’s enough that I have to hear about this all day from Simon, but now I see that it’s the hot gossip on everybody’s lips.

I make my way toward the opposite side of the pool and sit on a lounge chair so that I can watch the mermaids as they play in the water. It’s actually the most hilarious thing I’ve ever seen.

I’m trying not to laugh when a sultry voice says behind me, “Are you finding them funny?”

I spin around to see one of the guys that made me so wet. He catches me off guard, but I try to keep my cool composure.

“Um, hi. No. I mean, I just think...you know...mermaids…” I stumble over my words, not knowing how to explain the joke which he’s obviously not getting.

“You know, I paid for those mermaids. You don’t think they have a nice touch?”

Oh my god, I’m starting to realize that I might be speaking to one of my bosses—one of the Belcourt brothers. How can I have missed this?

“Oh, I’m sorry. I just have never seen, you know, real mermaids before, that’s all,” I say.

He takes a seat on the lounge chair beside me, and I turn to face him. His chiseled face looks even more handsome by candlelight. I feel so weak in the knees that I lose myself.

And this guy is to be my new boss. How can he ever take me seriously now? He’s just caught me gawking over his mermaids.

But come on, the man has mermaids.

I’m still trying to suppress my laughter as I say, “Whatever made you decide to plant mermaids in your pool?”

This makes him smile. And I’m pleased that at least I’ve lightened the moment.

I never dreamed I would have to be spying on someone so handsome. I kind of figured the Belcourt brothers would be four nerds or something, balding and unattractive. I couldn’t have been more mistaken.

“I’m Evan,” he says as he reaches out his hand.

“Hi, I’m Meg,” I say, placing my palm within his own.

And once we touch, there’s nothing like it. Electricity sparks and pulsates between us.

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