Page 99 of Hoax and Kisses
“Yeah, sorry. These clothes are just…souncomfortable.”
With a frustrated sigh, I rip it off. There.
I can barely walk straight because of how tight the pants are, and the shirt is trying to suffocate me.
“I think you look great,” Daphne chimes in behind me.
“Thanks, honey.” I force the words out through the tension in my body.
“I agree,” Zoey adds. “It brings out your… assets.”
Okay, now I laugh. I loosen the tie holding my hair back and shake the strands free. I groan. So much better.
Next to me, Zoey lets out a small whimper.
My gaze darts to hers in time to catch her ogling me for an instant before she shoots her attention to the ground in front of us.
I hide my smirk. “Nicole and Corey were very nice. I think it went well, but they weren’t ready to give me a final answer. Told me we’ll talk more tonight, once we have drinks in front of us.”
Zoey tenses next to me.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Yeah, yeah.” She sighs. “Not looking forward to it, that’s all. It’s gonna be packed with people I have to play nice with. The shareholders I need to convince will be there.” She hesitates, glancing at me. “It’s the company’s annual cocktail party, so… my dad will probably be in attendance too.”
I swallow, doing my best not to let my hatred for the man show. “Are you gonna be okay?”
Her eyes flash, like she didn’t expect my question. “Will you?”
I shrug. “I don’t care about the guy.”
She flinches, and my heart sinks.
“Sorry.”
“I get it. Don’t worry.”
Things I forget when I’m with Zoey:
That she is set to inherit one of the largest hotel conglomerates in the world.
That she is Oscar’s daughter.
That I’m a fleeting moment in her life.
It hits me then, as we walk through the doors of our hotel.
