Evan leans over and kisses Zara’s neck. “Sweetness,” he says softly, using her nickname and then burying his face in her neck.
“Barf,” I say, getting up. “Go to your room,” I say. “And cover Zoey’s eyes before you scar her.”
“She’s used to me loving on my wife,” he says, “so nothing will scar her, but I do have some news for you.” He looks over at me. “Everyone is coming here tomorrow for a pool party.” My mouth opens and then closes, and he just continues to talk as my eyes bulge out of my head. “What else was I supposed to do? You have the pool.”
“Who is everyone?” I ask, folding my hands over my chest. I know exactly who everyone is, but I want to see him squirm.
“Well, my in-laws,” he says and then puts his hand up to stop me from talking. “It’s not my fault no one can travel without each other. This is Zara’s fault.” He looks at Zara, who glares at him. “No one can be alone.”
“Your in-laws are a hundred people.” I look at Zara. “No offense but they can be a bit . . .” I try to be as polite as I can.
“Overwhelming,” she finishes the sentence for me. “And I get it, but I promise it’s not a hundred people. It’s actually only Justin and his family who are down this time.” I don’t listen to anything else she says, thankful we’re only talking about a couple of people and not the whole family.
I don’t have a chance to say anything before my phone rings, and I see that it’s another client of mine. “What is with today?” I mumble to myself, picking up the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey, Candace, it’s Jeremy.”
“Hey, Jeremy,” I say, grabbing my calendar and flipping it to his page. “How are you?”
“I’m okay,” he says, and I hear the waves crashing in the background. “Sitting out on the patio in Malibu.”
“Sounds divine,” I say, smiling. “Are you enjoying summer so far?”
“Yeah,” he says. “I’m still in the middle of training.” I nod my head. What people don’t realize is that the summer break isn’t really a break for the athlete; it’s when they actually get ready for the next year. Their training is sometimes even more intense during the off-season than when they play during the year. “I was actually calling to schedule a couple of things to promote.”
“I can definitely get those on the calendar,” I say.
“I wonder if you can add me to your calendar,” he says, laughing, and I ignore it.
“What were you planning on doing?” I ask.
“My foundation is having their annual celebration,” he says. “You should come down.”
“Oh, I think you told me that,” I say, looking at my calendar and see the notes that he gave me yesterday. “Yup, I have it down. I’m going to start posting about it tomorrow. I even set up a special link for people to follow via your website.”
“That is perfect, just like you,” he says, and I remain quiet, not sure what to say. “I might be in Dallas in a couple of weeks.”
“Are you coming here for business?” I ask. Looking at my notes, I don’t have anything about him coming to Dallas.
“Just coming down to check things out, and I was wondering if you’d like to get dinner while I’m there,” he says, and I stop, looking at the paper. “Maybe we can have dinner and then who knows . . .”
“Um . . .” I start. “I would have to check. Evan is in town, so I’m spending some much-needed family time with them.” When I look over at Evan, he’s looking at me, almost glaring.
“Oh, yeah?” he says. “Then why don’t we meet for lunch? Or what if I flew you out here, and you can stay at the beach house?”
“Jeremy,” I say, my voice going low. “That sounds amazing but . . .” I say, and he laughs.
“That but gets me every time,” he says. “One of these days, Candace, I’m going to fire you, and then you will have no other excuse.”
I laugh. “Good to know. Now, are we still okay with everything we discussed earlier?”
“Yeah,” he says. “Talk soon.”
I put the phone down after I end the call and shake my head. “Was that Wagner?” Evan asks, and I nod. “What did he want?”
“That’s confidential.” I look at him and wink, and Zara laughs.
“That’s code for he wanted to take your sister out,” she says, and Evan whips his head to look at me.
I put up my hand before he can open his mouth. “I said no.” Evan lets out a deep sigh of relief. “Besides, you know my rule,” I say. “I never get involved with a client.”
“That’s interesting,” Zara says. “I used to say the same thing and look at what happened to me.”
I laugh when they start to fight about how and when they got together.
“I don’t know about you,” I say, getting up from my chair, “but I can say that I will never ever get involved with one of my clients.” Little did I know, the universe had other plans for me!
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SOUTHERN SERIES
Southern Chance
Southern Comfort
Southern Storm
Southern Sunrise
The Only One Series
Only One Kiss
Only One Chance
Only One Night
Only One Touch
This Is
This Is Crazy
This Is Wild
This Is Love
This Is Forever
Hollywood Royalty
Hollywood Playboy
Hollywood Princess
Hollywood Prince
Something Series
Something So Right
Something So Perfect
Something So Irresistible
Something So Unscripted
Something So BOX SET
Tempt Series
Tempt The Boss
Tempt The Playboy
Tempt The Hookup
Heaven & Hell Series
Hell and Back
Pieces of Heaven
Heaven & Hell Box Set
Love Series
Perfect Love Story
Unexpected Love Story
Broken Love Story
Mixed Up Love
Faux Pas
Acknowledgments
Every single time I keep thinking it’s going to be easy. It takes a village to help and I don’t want to leave anyone out.
My Husband: I love you, I don’t tell you enough. Thank you for letting me sit in bed most of the day writing, and for not busting my chops when I don’t cook. Oh wait you do!
My Kids: Matteo, Michael, and Erica, Thank you for letting me do this. Thank you for being proud of me, I love you honey bunches and oats!
Becca: I don’t even know where to start. Thank you for taking me in and making this series what it is. Thank you for pushing me out of my comfort zone.
Dani: Thank you for taking me on and not quitting on me when I started to message you twenty times a day! I don’t know what I would do without you.
Beta girls: Teressa, Natasha M, Lori, Sandy, Yolanda, Yamina, Sarah, Jan, Mary and Layla. Thank you for holding my hand, telling me when things sucked and for being by my side.
Madison Maniacs: This little group went from two people to so much more and I can’t thank you guys enough. This group is my go to, my safe place. You push me and get excited for me and I can’t wait to watch us grow even bigger!
Julie: You’ve been with me since book one and I trust you with anything and everything. Thank you for loving me and for making my words looks pretty!
BLOGGERS. THANK YOU FOR TAKING A CHANCE ON ME. You give so much of yourself effortlessly and you are the voice that we can’t do
this without.
My Squad: Sabrina, Melanie, Lydia, Shelly, Stephanie, Marisa. Your support during this whole ride has been amazing. I can honestly say without a doubt that I have the best Squad of life!!!!
And Lastly and most importantly to YOU the reader, Without you none of this would be real. So thank you for reading!
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