Page 55 of Devious Beloved


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“I think I need to hire your personal assistant for myself,” I tell him. She’s impressive.

I spot her, and she’s the first person we walk over to.

“Thank you for this.” Her face goes red at my words. “Whiskey has a huge bonus for you as a thank you.”

Whiskey says nothing, so I elbow him. “Yes, of course,” he says through gritted teeth.

She smiles brightly as we leave her.

“Sneaky,” he says, leaning down to my ear.

People start cheering as we walk farther inside and take our seats at the bridal table. Soon the food starts to come out, and I turn to Emma who’s watching me.

“So, that kiss. You two do that often?” she whispers.

“No.” Then I remember. “Okay, last night.”

Her mouth drops. “Lottie, are you sure that’s smart?”

“He’s moving into his apartment. I’ll have the house to myself until it’s done.”

“Wow! Really?”

I shrug. “So, he says.”

“Well, I’ve been trying to get more info from Barry. But the man’s impossible. He almost let something slip, but then shut up and changed the subject.”

“Are you sleeping with him?” I ask, realizing I haven’t been seeing her as much as I usually do.

“Ummm…” She pulls at the fabric of her dress.

“Emma, really? Sleeping with the enemy,” I say while shaking my head.

“He’s fun, and he’s good.”

We both turn to look at him as he sits next to Whiskey, and when he sees us staring, he winks before turning back to speak with Whiskey.

“Okay, just remember who’s side you’re on.”

She taps her hand on mine. “Yours, of course. I’m just taking one for the team.” She giggles.

“Congrats.”

We both turn to Clinton who’s standing in front of us, his eyes moving over to me then to Whiskey. “Congrats.” He holds up his drink, then takes a sip.

“Thank you,” I reply.

“You two really are a thing, huh? That kiss…” He shakes his head and looks to me, I never enjoyed kissing him. “I assumed it was all a lie.”

Emma’s hand touches mine under the table.

“But that kiss,” he says again, looking from my lips to Whiskey. “You’re a lucky man.”

“That I am,” Whiskey says back to him as he leans over and kisses my temple.

Clinton walks off after that.

“Someone wants what I have.”

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