Page 4 of Mad Love

She laughs. “No joke. There are cakes to be won, but what people are staying for is the chance to spend a day with Her Royal Coldness.”

“Come again?”

Evie again laughs. “Maddox, did you start the party early? Had one too many drinks before you came here?”

“Evie. Repeat what you said.”

“Whoever wins the last cake walk gets to spend a day with Blaise alone at her Montana estate.”

That’s what I thought she said.

I can picture it. Me, Blaise, and the X-R 85 I’ve been wanting. This is my chance to wear her down until she agrees to selling me the car.

Wanting my cake and eating it too ’cause I’m a selfish bastard that way, I grab Evie’s hand, yank her to her feet, and go in search of the first room I can fuck her in.

Knowing glances be damned.

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