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“Any babies of Daniel Pierce and Charlie Ravenel have got to be cute,” I said.
That’s the famous couple she’s working for. Everyone knows now that they live on Daufuskie. It exploded over social media, and I feel sorry for them. Between his fame and her job, that’s a security nightmare.
Luckily, they have Scarlett on their HGR Security team. I’m sure glad she was on mine.
“Daniel Pierce is a hot man.” Scarlett grins. “Who only has eyes for his hot wife.”
“Is Charlie still a badass? She was when we were in high school.”
“More than you can imagine,” is all Scarlett can say about her job. I respect that. I respect secrets.
I have my own.
My girlfriends left an hour ago, but I still can’t move. I don’t want to go home to an empty condo, to my empty heart. I can always go bug my parents. They’re back together until Mama has enough of Dad and sends him to his boat for a few days.
“If I want a man under my feet all the time,” she says, “I’ll wear him like high heels.”
They’re cute, though. Like they’re honeymooning again.
But we never speak about it. Not once. We know better.
Jameson wouldn’t keep quiet about it for the longest time. Too many questions filled that man’s mind and mouth when TJ stopped popping up places.
“What happened to him?” Jameson wouldn’t let it go. “You think he’s shacked up somewhere with Derek Baucom?”
We haven’t found Derek. We found his abandoned truck at The Pelican, but he got off this island unseen. We know how with no proof. Gentry and his “After Tail” yacht helped Derek disappear.
Gentry, in the meantime, is doing evil business as usual, appealing search warrants of his condos and throwing his political sway around.
So fuck him; I searched through dumpsters outside them. Don’t need warrants for that.
It filled me with rare hope. I found used sanitary pads in a white garbage bag dumped outside the condo I last saw Derek disappear into—the one by the doorbell camera. Though the camera only showed Derek entering from the front, I know a woman was there. She could’ve been brought in through the back.
By the time we got the warrant, that condo was clean.
But I know Derek had a woman hidden in there. I suspect it was Cam Le.
They’re my next deal—Gentry and Derek.
“Maybe it was drugs.” I swirled a French fry in ketchup, unable to look Jameson in the face about TJ’s disappearance.
Until I did. I worried he’d see my guilt. But Jameson only gave me that other look. The one that wanted me.
I got so close again. I made myself try. Almost a year without Redix, with no word from him, and I was broken. I closed my eyes and let Jameson kiss me in the parking lot of The Deck Bar.
It slammed my lonely body, hard. Because Jameson was… so hard. Planes of shredded muscle. A hot mouth tasting of mint, moaning and hungry for mine with his rigid cock pressing into me, leaning against my Land Rover.
He inched my skirt up, and parts of me responded, needing something. But the part of me that matters, my heart, couldn’t. Not with him. It belongs to someone else.
“We have to stop.” I gently grabbed his hand, about to reach between my thighs. He would’ve found me wet, but that’s not enough anymore.
Something in me shut down. To every man.
“We can’t do this. It won’t work.”
“Bryant,”—his lips lifted from mine, huffing with lust and frustration— “this is the last time. I won’t lose any more pride over you. You know if we try, we’d be so good.”
“I know if we try,” I dropped his hand, “I’d break your heart.”
