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It’s obvious that she’s done speaking with Rhett, and I’m embarrassed with how she’s behaving right now. She can have all the money in the world, but it still can’t buy her any class.
“No, not yet. We just got here.”
“I think that he’s with your father in the study,” she says, and I nod.
She turns back to her friends then, and I know I’ve been dismissed. I nod toward the kitchen doorway to Rhett, and he nods, letting me lead him in that direction.
“So, that was my mom,” I say once we’re somewhere a little more private.
“She seems, uh…” he trails off, and I laugh.
“Yeah,” I finish for him, and he smiles.
“Should we meet your dad now?”
“I think we’re going to need food and something to drink first.”
“Lead the way.”
I smile to myself, taking his hand and leading him closer to the kitchen door. Servers are coming in and out, and I swipe two goblets of water while Rhett handles the food.
“I have no idea what any of this is, but it looks good,” he says, and I laugh.
“Let’s see how it tastes.”
We spend a few minutes sampling the different canapes that the servers bring out, and for the first time, I actually have fun at one of these events.
“Quinn, there you are,” my father says, and I can tell by the look on his face that he’s already spoken to my mother. “Who is your friend?”
“Dad, this is my boyfriend, Rhett. Rhett, this is my father, Alastair Walder.”
“It’s nice to meet you, sir,” Rhett says politely.
“Uh huh,” my dad murmurs, and I roll my eyes. “Tripp was looking for you.”
“Right. Let’s go see if we can find him,” I tell Rhett, dragging him away from my father.
“I’m so sorry about them,” I whisper to Rhett, and he just smiles.
“It’s alright. I’ve experienced worse.”
People are dancing in the great room, and I try to steer Rhett away from it, but of course, that’s when my mom spots me and waves me over. Tripp is standing beside her, and I know before I get there that I’m going to be forced to dance with him.
“There you are, darling,” my mom says. “Tripp was looking for a dancing partner, and I was hoping to learn more about your friend.”
I know that’s bullshit. They just want me with Tripp and are willing to deal with Rhett to get that.
“Hi, Tripp,” I say reluctantly. “This is Rhett, my boyfriend.”
“Hey,” Rhett says, and I see Tripp size him up.
Rhett easily has fifty pounds of pure muscle on his side. Where Tripp is soft, Rhett is hard. They’re night and day. Tripp’s hair is almost as pale as my blonde hair and his eyes are a muddy brown. I don’t know how anyone who saw them together would choose Tripp over Rhett. It’s not even a competition.
“Let’s dance,” Tripp says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me off.
“Uh,” I glance back at Rhett and see him glaring at Tripp.
His eyes meet mine, and I wave him off.
