“Macy, I would never pick up a book because of a friend. Take the time to read it and see if the story is a good fit for us? Absolutely! But that’s where my loyalty to my friend ends, and the businesswoman kicksin.”
“So you liked her story?”
“Like isn’t a strong enough word. I loved it, and we’re publishing it because I think it has the potential to be a best seller.”
“Really?” I squeaked.
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” she responded.
“Okay.”
“You’re going to accept our offer?”
I nodded, but it was Rhys who answered. “Only after my lawyer has a chance to go over the contract.”
“I wouldn’t try and screw over the woman you love, Peanut.”
I smiled at how casually his childhood friend spoke about him lovingme.
“I’m still going to have him look it over. It’s my job to protecther.”
“Awww, that’s adorable,” she cooed. “I can’t wait to meet you, Macy. I’m really looking forward to working with you on this series.”
“Me, too. Thank you somuch.”
Rhys quickly said his goodbyes, setting his phone on the nightstand when he wasdone.
“Thank you for asking Kassidy to read my manuscript.”
“You’re welcome.” He dropped down beside me again, his fingers playing with the buttons on my blouse.
“I get why you did it, but I don’t like that you kept your connection to Harbor House from me when we talked about it. From here on out, no secrets. Okay?”
“Then I should probably tell you about the security team I have on you while you’re at Dirty Players.”
“You have guys watching me while I’m at work?” I shrieked.
“Not guys. Women.”
“I should have known,” I muttered, rolling my eyes at his aversion to other men being anywhere nearme.
“If it weren’t for them reporting in while you’re there, I’d go out of my mind every time you were at work,” he explained.
“They don’t just keep an eye on me? They report back toyou?”
“Fuck yeah, theydo.”
“Gee, stalker much?” Sarcasm was thick in mytone.
“I’m not denying it, angel. But I have grown more comfortable with my tendency to stalk you because you can’t exactly stalk the willing, now canyou?”
Shit, he had me there. “I guess you don’t need any more plots to keep me away from Dirty Players or a guard for me while I’m there,” I teased. “Because I’m going to be busy with my publishingdeal.”
His eyes filled with apprehension.
“There was another plot? How in the hell did you get any work done all thistime?”
“It hasn’t been easy. But at least I didn’t hide this one from you, exactly.”
I had to give him points for persistence at least. “What wasit?”
“With all the come I’ve filled your pussy up with, I’d be shocked if you weren’t pregnant by now.” The apprehension in his eyes gave way to smug satisfaction.
Pulling up my mental calendar, I did some quick calculating in myhead.
“Holyshit!”
I was pretty sure this plot of his had been successful, too.