Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
She looked around. There was a whole breakfast buffet set up, and she remembered what she hadn’t before. It had slipped her mind. Gigi and Miranda were hosting a breakfast for Josh and Nicole and Grim in Olivia’s suite, since it was the biggest.
They had to do it early since the happy threesome had a plane to catch at nine.
It was supposed to be a casual come-and-go kind of thing strictly for family and close friends.
And it was starting soon.
All thoughts of the two hot guys she spent the night with fled. Well, the sexy parts. The part where she was in her maid of honor dress with her hair down and makeup smudged did not.
“My parents are going to be here soon. I have to change,” she whispered more to herself than anyone else.
“Damn, sister, you need to change.” Josh walked into the living area holding Nicole’s hand. “If you don’t and Momma sees you like that, she’s going to start planning a wedding.”
“Dad might start planning a funeral.” Grim joined them. He didn’t pretend anymore. He didn’t call them Mr. Barnes or Mr. Fleetwood. “Pops will want to know where the popcorn is. You know he loves a good family drama. Did Miranda’s brothers finally get their shot at you, Livie?”
Her brothers were obnoxious and she loved them. Grim would never make her feel ashamed for having a wild night. Josh would cover for her with their parents like he had a hundred times before.
Nicole frowned and looked Grim’s way. “No. Tanner and Kade took their shot early in the evening then moved on to some scary-looking lady. She’s gorgeous, but there was something blunt about her. I think someone told me she used to be the district attorney. You know they really do like older women.”
If they spent the night with Maia Brighton, then they did, though that woman never aged. She was gorgeous and kind of predatory, both in and out of the courtroom.
“I don’t know their names and I don’t want to,” Olivia explained. “I want to keep it a fantasy. It was one night. One amazing night, and that’s how it’s going to stay.”
Josh moved in and held his arms open. When she moved in and hugged him, he whispered to her. “Were they good to you?”
That was the only thing her brothers would be concerned about. “They were wonderful, but it was only one night.”
“Wait, Livie did the deed with two dudes?” Grim asked. “She joined the club?”
Of course they could also be obnoxious. “Do not mention that to Momma.”
“Don’t mention what to Momma?”
She froze and closed her eyes. “Please tell me our mother didn’t walk in the room.”
“Olivia, what is…”
Yep, there was her mom. She stood in the foyer that led to the door and took in Olivia’s state and then moved. She placed the bottle of champagne she was carrying on a table and took Olivia’s elbow and started walking.
“If you don’t want to answer a million questions, we need to get you dressed properly,” her mother declared, moving to the bedroom she’d been using.
Bobby followed right along. “Uhm, Mrs. Barnes-Fleetwood, Olivia spent the night in my room. I’m sorry. We got carried away.”
Her mother stopped. “Your room? The one that is across from hers? She wouldn’t have redressed if all she was doing was walking across the hall. Also, I seriously doubt you gave her that hickey on her shoulder since she is not your type, Bobby Farley.”
Her mother started walking again even as the whole room behind her erupted in talk.
She was too surprised to hear what they were saying. “Mom, you knew?”
Her mother opened the door and led her in. Bobby closed it afterward. “Of course I knew. I always know. Although I will admit I don’t know who you shared the night with. Would you like to enlighten me?”
“How did you know?” Bobby sat on the bed while her mom started unzipping her dress. “When did you know?”
“Since you were sixteen and you looked at my husbands like they were candy and you hadn’t had a sweet in a long time,” her mom replied. “You did not look at my daughter that way. Oh, your face lit up when she walked in a room, but it was because she was your friend. Sweet boy, there has never been any sexual tension between the two of you.”
“But I tried so hard.” Bobby laid back as though exhausted. Which he probably was since he sat outside the Masters’ door half the night.
Her mom turned to him. “Bobby, I have known many a teenaged boy. They always look at the girls.”
Olivia groaned. Her mom still called her breasts the girls. And damn it, she had left her shapewear in their room. She’d been trying to get out quickly and totally forgotten about her underwear. “I need to get dressed.”