Page 44 of Such a Good Girl

“Yeah. Seems like a million years ago, now.” I hadn’t thought about the start of our venture for a long time. We’d come a long way since our rocky beginnings.

“Why is that?”

“None of us had owned a club before, so we had to learn everything from scratch. It wasn’t easy. We had a lot of disagreements. They aren’t the most pleasant business partners.”

“Then why did you hook up with them?”

“Trust.” I shrugged. “We’ve been close since we were kids. Theo and I grew up in Laurel Canyon together. As much as we fight, I’d trust them with my life.”

“It’s good to have people who would help you bury a body.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that thought. “Well, I don’t know if they’d go that far. Maybe Rian.”

“What about you?”

“What?”

“Would you bury a body for them?”

I ran a hand through my hair, wondering if I would. “Probably,” I admitted. “There’s not much I wouldn’t do for those two.”

“That’s nice. Well, not the dead body part.”

I laughed and nodded. “Right.”

She looked down shyly at the table, took another sip of her drink, then looked back up at me. She was beautiful. I had a feeling she had no idea just how beautiful she really was. Her eyes were the deepest shade of green, a stunning contrast to all that sexy, long-flowing auburn hair. I couldn’t stop looking at them.

“Speaking of dead bodies,” she continued, after a few seconds, “do you know if Theo and Rian have alibis for the nights those actresses were murdered?”

My blood went cold. What the fuck kind of question was that? I looked away, trying to control my sudden burst of anger.

“Trust me, nosy one,” I said, pushing the irritation away. “Those two had nothing at all to do with the untimely death of those women.”

“Of course. That’s not what I meant to imply. Sorry about that.”

“No big deal.” I shrugged it off, realizing she was probably just making conversation. We had been talking about dead bodies, after all.

“Should we get out of here?” I asked after a moment.

She reached across the table and grabbed my hand. “Yes, let’s. I’ve had my fill of gin!”

I kept ahold of her hand, hoping she wouldn’t pull away as I led her back out to my car. The warmth of our palms mingled together, igniting my lust for her once more.

ChapterThirteen

KAYLEE

Ithought if I got him away from the club, I could dig a little deeper. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want a little alone time with him for personal reasons.

Unfortunately, most of the time we were at the distillery, I kept getting distracted by his forearms as he lifted the glass to his lips over and over. He wore casual Levi’s that fit him like a glove, and put his glorious ass on full display. He’d paired them with a black button down, his sleeves rolled up to expose those flexing muscles every time he lifted his hand.

I hated that his ridiculous hotness kept distracting me.

I was a strong, independent woman. Since I’d moved to this town, I’d focused on nothing but my job. When I needed a little release, I always had my trusty vibrator to take care of me. Then I could easily get back to work without the tedious distractions of a relationship.

A relationship with West was never going to happen. I wasn’t fooling myself in that regard. But spending time with him, and enjoying his unexpected attention, wasn’t a bad way to earn a living. I’d just never been so distracted at my job.

We’d gone our separate ways after leaving the distillery because West had a meeting with his casting agents at the club, and Violet and I had an appointment at our favorite spa. Well, Violet’s favorite spa. I’d never be able to afford a day of such luxury but Violet insisted I go with her. West had asked me out for tomorrow night, though, and the thought of going out on an actual date in the evening with him was exciting. Of course, I said yes.

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