The Au Pair Affair (Big Shots #2) Read Online Tessa Bailey

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Big Shots Series by Tessa Bailey
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Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 117201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 586(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
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They were too different.

She wanted adventure. He didn’t take blind leaps.

While she danced in the kitchen, he sat out the song.

When she jumped into the pond naked, he waited on the shore.

Whatever magic they’d made together was in the past, and that’s where it would remain. She wouldn’t lie to herself and pretend the spell they’d woven had dissipated completely, but she’d spent the last forty-odd days learning to suppress it and she would continue to do so.

Surgery and rehab fixed my back. But there’s a lot left to be repaired.

“If you’re talking about our relationship, as short-lived as it was . . .” she said quietly, putting out her hand, terrified he would take it, that his touch would disrupt the stillness she’d worked so hard to achieve. “Why don’t we just agree to . . . forgive and forget.”

Slowly, Burgess’s gaze tracked down to her hand, before reestablishing the relentless eye contact that was battering her nervous system. “Forget?”

“Yes.”

“I couldn’t forget a fucking minute of you if I tried.”

With a sharp intake of breath, she took her hand back. “Burgess—”

“Welcome!” A man in khaki shorts and a cream-colored polo stepped into view. “I have it on good authority that you’re here for the Whitaker-Doyle wedding. My name is Carlos and I’m the head of guest services for the event. If you wouldn’t mind stepping out of the check-in line, I’d love to go over the itinerary while you’re all in one place.”

“Itinerary?” Sig echoed.

“Has my harp arrived?” Chloe asked, holding her breath.

“Ah, you’re the harpist.” Carlos smiled indulgently. “Yes, it arrived last night and we’ve placed it in storage until the morning of the ceremony.”

“Will it be safe there?” Sig asked, earning him a grateful look from Chloe.

“Yes, of course.”

While all these details were being discussed, Burgess and Tallulah continued staring at each other without so much as a blink. I couldn’t forget a fucking minute of you if I tried? What was going on here? Was he trying to . . . to win her back or something? In hotel reception?

“Try harder,” Tallulah suggested sweetly.

“I’m sorry, ma’am?” Carlos hedged.

She poked the air in front of Burgess’s pecs. “I’m talking to this guy.”

“Thank God,” Burgess said gruffly. “That’s one battle down.”

“One? How many are there?”

“As many as it takes.”

“Should I be made aware of a small rift in the wedding party?” Carlos asked, nervously.

Chloe squared her shoulders. “They dated. Sort of.”

“It was a hell of a lot more than dating,” Burgess said without taking his attention off Tallulah.

“It hardly matters now.” Tallulah turned a smile on their host. “It’s in the past.”

“I see.” Carlos trailed off momentarily, then came back twice as enthused. “Well, I can’t wait to see how this ruins everything.” Briskly, he produced a stack of laminated schedules from the folder that had been wedged beneath his arm, handing them out. “The wedding is in two and a half days and obviously there will be rehearsals, but folks, we are in Costa Rica!” He gestured to the lush greenery surrounding the open-air lobby. “Josephine and Wells wanted to make sure to supply everyone with enough entertainment—optional, of course. You’re free to sit by the pool and drink mojitos, as well. If you would like to take advantage of the resort’s wide selection of outdoor activities, however, we’d love to send you home with some unforgettable memories.”

“Where are Wells and Josephine?” Burgess wanted to know.

Carlos launched into an explanation without a moment’s hesitation. “They are taking this time before the vow exchange to connect as a couple—”

“They’re golfing, aren’t they?” Burgess and Tallulah said, at the exact same time.

“Since sunrise,” Carlos confirmed with a sigh.

Still, intrigued, Tallulah pursed her lips. “What kind of outdoor activities are you referring to?”

“Ah, I see we have piqued your interest,” Carlos said, rubbing his hands together. “Tomorrow morning, we have sunrise zip-lining planned, followed by cliff diving. And—”

“Count me in. All of it.” Tallulah knew a lifeline when she saw one. Staying busy and active would keep her away from Burgess, too many mojitos, and access to a hotel bed. Not to mention, the activities sounded like amazing, once-in-a-lifetime opportunities that she couldn’t even fathom turning down. “Where should we meet for—”

“I’m in, too,” Burgess said. “All of it.”

“You’re going t-to go zip-lining?” Tallulah sputtered. “And jump off a cliff?”

“That’s right.”

Her heart kicked into a trot, then a gallop. Something was happening here. She’d never seen him look so determined. Not even while playing hockey.

“What about your back? You just had surgery!” Tallulah sputtered.

“I had surgery almost two months ago. I’ve been rehabbing with the best physical therapists in the country since then. Day and night. My back is stronger than it has ever been.” He cocked his head. “Guess I’ll be proving it in the morning.”

Oh. Okay. This man had a plan.


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