Dirty Scoundrel: Roughneck Billionaires 2 by Jessica Clare

Author:Jessica Clare [Clare, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2017-11-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Three Days Later

Natalie

Knock knock knock.

I put the rental movie on pause and get up from the bed, frowning at just how loud the knock was. Room service? They’re usually a lot quieter. I straighten my pajamas just in case it’s Clay, run a hand through my hair, and then head to the door.

A quick glance in the peephole shows a slender figure with dark hair, dressed in all black and carrying a pizza box, and I don’t know whether to be excited or annoyed. I open the door and tilt my head. “What are you doing here, Lexi?”

“I heard someone was in need of pizza and sarcasm,” my best friend says in her flat, deadpan voice. “Lucky for you, my only appointment canceled on me today.”

“Canceled on you or you canceled on them?”

She shrugs, pushing past me into the hotel room. “I might have mentioned something about needing to commune with my dark overlord.”

I roll my eyes. Lexi’s the weirdest person I know, but I also know she’s a sweetheart. Underneath the dark clothing and gothic commentary is the kindest, gentlest person, who will drive hours just to bring her depressed friend a pizza. “You’re such a goober.”

“Don’t ruin my reputation as a minion of evil,” she says, setting the pizza down and then curling her legs under her on the couch. She’s wearing black-and-red-striped stockings under a long black sweater—unusual wear given that it’s summer in Texas, but that’s Lexi for you. “How are you doing? I’m worried about you.” She sticks her lower lip out. “You make me sad, and you know I don’t like human emotions.”

I can’t help but smile at her commentary. I grab one of the fluffy pillows from the bed and sit on the end of it, cross-legged. “I’m hanging in there.”

“And where is Prince-Not-So-Charming?”

I shrug. “Your guess is as good as mine. I haven’t seen him since that day.”

Lexi makes a face. “But he wants you to stay here, on call, just in case he needs a little some-some to get him through the workweek?”

“I guess.” I never thought it’d be something Clay would pull, but I have to keep reminding myself that just because he has moments where he seems like the old Clay, he’s had just as many where he is the new Clay . . .

And the new Clay’s a real prick.

“I stopped by your dad’s place to say hello,” Lexi comments when I grow quiet.

I perk up. “How is he? I’ve gotten lots of texts and some pictures, but it’s nothing like being home.” His nurses have been fantastic and keep me constantly updated, but I worry. Of course I worry. I’ve got nothing to do all day but sit here, wait for Clay, and worry.

“Well, the nurses are so cheerful that I had to stop in the parking lot and vomit.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Okay, I didn’t. But they’re still revoltingly cheerful. And happy. Your dad was having a middling day when I went,” she tells me, lifting a hand and giving it a back-and-forth shake.

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