Page 46 of One Last Time?
Mia was with her guy again, and Abby had gone to the spa with Mom.
Dylan came over last night, and it was like it could have been a normal weekend. Not one that was a week and a half away from our last.
In close to two weeks’ time, Dylan would be going to New York to work on the real estate firms we had based there. While we were predominantly OC based, we had a number of real estate offices across the country. The plan was for Dylan to do some sort of tour and spend ten weeks at a time with each branch. Apparently, they were losing a lot of money, and his expertise would help them.
Knowing how my cousins were, it didn’t surprise me, and it wouldn’t be down to anything like what had happened to me. After weeks of us working together, I’d only cut down on a few things that actually did pack a punch because those few things saved in the long run.
With my cousins, it would be all down to lack of expertise and know-how. My uncles weren’t like Dad, who took charge of his business affairs. They literally did hand over the various branches of business to their kids on a silver plate.
A gentle breeze lifted my hair over my face as I kissed Dylan. We were on the terrace by the pool. I sat in his lap, kissing him. We were supposed to be having a mini barbeque. So far, we hadn’t even gotten the fire started. We were indulging in our own fire that consumed us.
“I think I’d prefer to eat you.” He groaned against my lips.
I laughed. “No, one of us needs to make sure we survive with the basic needs. You haven’t eaten since last night.”
It was four in the afternoon, and neither of us had eaten anything because we’d spent the day in bed.
“Taylor, if I choose to eat you, you can’t be blamed for my dietary choices. Except for maybe your fine ass and perfect body.”
I slid out of his lap and swatted his hands away when he tried to reach for me.
“No, I’m serious. Plus, I could say the same about you.” His fine ass and perfect body had taken me straight to some alternate dimension where I was this woman who thought she had everything. Even though she had this perfect guy she knew she couldn’t have. The perfect guy she knew she’d fallen for.
I’d accepted it and decided I wasn’t going to pull away or wean myself off him. I’d accepted it and decided I’d enjoy what I could of him and let nature take its course in whatever way that meant.
“Hey.” He reached for my hand and tugged me back as I tried to walk away. “I’m making the food. You can relax and let me spoil you.”
He stood up and planted a kiss on my lips.
“That sounds nice.”
“Yes, and I happen to make the best barbeques.” He gave me a wolfish grin.
“Well, I would love to be spoilt in that case.”
He seated me back down, and I allowed my gaze to drift over his perfect body as he walked back into the house.
I didn’t even get the chance to rest against the chair when I saw a familiar car pull up out by the front drive.
Of course, I would recognize the black Porsche I’d helped Brody buy.
My heart stilled, and my chest tightened right up when Brody got out of the car and saw me looking at him.
The gates leading up to the pool were open, and in he came. I wished like hell I had taken Gilly’s advice last week, because while Brody may not have been an ax murderer, a burglar, or even a creeper, he was just as bad to me. He was a cheater.
Deceptive.Deception was what all those people had in common. That and all things bad because they came with the intention to hurt. To hurt and harm.
When he walked up the path with a tentative expression on his face, I bolted up out of my chair and glared at him.
What the hell was he doing here?
Why would he come to see me? After those phone calls of his weeks ago and the text messages, I’d blocked his number and thought that he’d get the message that I didn’t want to see him.
“What do you want?” I asked. No need for pleasantries at all.
“Hey, Taylor, I wanted to see you.” He nodded. I gazed at him, now thinking that I couldn’t believe I’d been with him. He was very good looking and the type of guy I would normally go for, but his personality made him ugly.
“What the hell for? We’re done. Why are you even here?” I would be very interested to hear this.
