Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
He scowled at me. “He also does not require you to speak to him.”
Although he was speaking of his horse, it felt more like he was talking about himself. I straightened my shoulders as my own annoyance grew.
“I’ll remember that,” I assured him stiffly, then turned to walk away from this obnoxious, infuriating man.
“While you’re at it, stay away from my brother,” he added, and I stopped walking.
Anger began to slowly simmer underneath my skin, and I took a deep breath in order to calm my temper. It was rare I showed that emotion at all. But Blaise seemed to stir it to life with ease. I turned back to shoot him my own glare.
“Trev is my friend,” I said simply. Although I wanted to say more. Much more. Like tell him what a complete asshole he was and that I didn’t care one bit what his elitist ass told me to do.
Blaise narrowed his eyes as he stared at me. “Is he aware of that?”
Through clenched teeth, I replied, “Yes.”
Blaise let out a hard laugh then, which held no humor in it at all. “Somehow, I doubt that.”
My hands fisted at my sides. Had I ever hated anyone as much as I was beginning to hate this man? I couldn’t remember if I had. “You might have an issue with my not being from your world of wealth and privilege. However, Trev does not.”
Blaise smirked, as if what I had said was stupid. I imagined how good it would feel to throw the rest of the carrots in my pockets at his face. Maybe wipe that stupid, arrogant look off of it.
“You have no idea,” he said, then began to walk past me toward his horse.
I wasn’t in the mood to let this go. I should leave the stables and go to the house, but my stubbornness wasn’t going to let me. “What does that mean? I have no idea what Trev wants from me? Is that what you mean?” I asked him.
He paused for a moment, but he didn’t turn back to me. “No,” he replied, and I thought that was all he was going to say, but he glanced back at me over his shoulder. “I’m sure you know what he wants. You’ve not lived in his world of fairy tales. You don’t entertain thoughts of love.”
That was not what I had expected him to say. I stood there, speechless. What did Blaise Hughes know about me? As far as I knew, no one knew about the life I’d lived before now, except Melanie, and I doubted even she truly knew. She hadn’t seen our apartment. I hadn’t opened up to her about any of my past, and she hadn’t asked me.
“Lucky guess,” I replied.
Although I hadn’t meant it as a question, he answered with, “No.”
I opened my mouth to tell him he didn’t know me, but Saxon entered the stables and called out to Blaise in greeting. When he turned away from me to look at Saxon, I knew this conversation was over. I hoped it would be our last.
Twelve
This party might not have many people in attendance but it was already similar to the last party I’d been to here. I was the only female not topless. A girl I remembered from the last party was currently kissing Chanel while the guys watching cheered them on.
If they wanted the males’ attention, they had succeeded. Where Trev hadn’t paid much attention to all the bare breasts at the last party, he was completely captivated by two females making out. It didn’t bother me. I would have been surprised if he’d not wanted to watch.
“Fuck yeah!” a guy called out, encouraging the girls to keep going.
Since I wasn’t into looking at boobs or females kissing, I waited until Trev walked toward the bar before heading to the door that led inside. It would be quieter in there, and maybe I wouldn’t be missed. The idea of sneaking off and walking back to Moses Mile was appealing. The house would be empty, and the idea of silence sounded wonderful. I was fairly certain this would be my last Hughes pool party.
I would get through this one though. Eventually, either Saxon or Trev would notice my absence, and I didn’t want to worry them or interrupt their fun. I could hide out in here for a bit, then go back out to the party after a break from it all.
Not sure which way to go to find a bathroom, I walked down a hallway in hopes that one would appear.
A soft cry that sounded like pain caused me to pause. I waited, and then I heard it again. Concerned, I hurried farther down the massive hallway, looking in doorways I passed until I found a large arched entrance leading into a brightly lit kitchen.