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“It’s not me I’m concerned about.”
“You’re worried about me?”
She leans in. “I’m worried about your new assistant. What is that silly costume she’s wearing?”
That brings a laugh to my throat. “Granddad told her I had a dress code, and I guess that is what she thought she had to wear.”
She grins and points a finger at me. “And I take it you aren’t planning to tell her the difference anytime soon.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“Oh, Will. You are trouble, but I am glad to see you having fun.” She leans in and lowers her voice even more. “She’s a beautiful woman, no?”
I smirk. “That she is.”
“It’s time you settled down, Will. Found yourself a nice wife.”
“Bevey,” I warn. “You know I’m not interested in marriage.” Not anymore, anyway.
“Foolishness. It’s not natural to be alone. You just have to find the right woman.”
I don’t bother telling her I had the right woman and ruined it.
“Don’t you be too hard on this one. She has potential.”
Hard on her?
Yeah, I think it’s the other way around, judging by my dick’s response whenever she’s near.
“I’ll be my usual charming self.”
Bevey laughs and glances around. “Has James come with you? I do miss that man.”
“No, he’s home. I’m actually waiting to hear from him. I’ll let him know you stopped by with the johnnycakes. He’ll be disappointed that he missed out.”
“Before you fly back, I’ll bring a fresh batch for James.”
I put my hand on hers. “You’re too kind.”
“You’re the kind one, sir.”
Sir.
Jesus, when Khloe called me that earlier, a streak of anger behind the word, my dick stood up and took notice. I have no idea why I want to hear that on her lips in the bedroom.
“Things are good at Great Bay Resort?” Her husband, Samuel, had been injured in the hurricane, and after millions of dollars’ worth of repairs to Granddad’s resort, he’s back working. But now he’s out of maintenance—the lifting had aggravated his back—and working in the kitchen with Bevey and the rest of the culinary crew.
She steeples her fingers and looks at the sky. “Give me strength.”
I laugh. “I take it he’s underfoot.”
“He needs to leave me to the cooking. The man can’t boil water without burning it.”
“How about I pay him a visit and see what other job he might enjoy.”
“You are a savior,” she says, and a big splash below catches our attention. I glance through the glass-panel decking and catch a glimpse of Khloe swimming from one end of the infinity pool to the other. A bead of sweat travels down my back when she surfaces on the other end and I glimpse her breasts barely tucked in to a too small bikini top.
“I won’t take up any more of your time,” Bevey says, and when I turn to her I catch a knowing grin on her face.
