Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 87416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
I look up and meet a set of dark eyes that I know well.
“April,” Luca says my name in surprise.
“You know her?” Jasmine is the one who asks.
“Yeah.” He places his hands on Haven’s shoulders “April is my favorite florist.”
“Oh.” Haven’s eyes light up. “I love all of the flowers he brings home. And your vases, they are gorgeous.”
“Thank you.” I blush at her praise. But it’s not hard to figure out who she is—his wife.
“You own a flower shop?” Emilee smiles at her own question.
I nod.
A man I remember seeing on my computer comes to stand next to Luca behind Emilee. His name is Weston Mathews—aka Titan—one of the owners of Kingdom. Now shit is starting to make sense. The dots connecting. “Do you do weddings?” he asks me.
“I do.”
“Oh, my gosh. Will you do our wedding?” Emilee asks. “I’ve been looking for a florist.”
“I’d love to but …”
“Yay.” She claps her hands excitedly. “I’ll come by after lunch, and we can go over what I have in mind.”
“Okay,” I say smiling, happy to help them out. “How many people are you thinking of?” I ask. I’m not a baker, but the number of guests will give me an idea of how big it’s going to be.
She looks up over her shoulder at Titan. “How many were on our final list, babe? I think it said two hundred and twenty.”
If I was eating food, I’d choke on it. “That’s a lot.” I almost gasp.
“Yeah.” He nods. “Something around that.”
“There was more, but she started scratching names out.” Titan adds.
“When is the wedding?” I ask.
“We’re thinking November.”
“That’s in two months.” My eyes bug out.
“What’s the rush?” Jasmine asks.
“We just don’t want to wait.” Emilee shrugs. “And I put you down for a plus one.” She winks at Jasmine. “Who are you bringing?”
She waves her off. “I’m riding solo.”
“You’ll be riding something.” Emilee laughs.
“As long as it’s not Trenton.” Haven pulls her lip back with disgust at the name.
“Okay, ladies, we have to go. We just came by to say hello.” Titan leans down and kisses Emilee on the forehead. “We have a meeting with the rest of the Kings in ten.”
The couples say their goodbyes, and once we’re alone, Jasmine speaks. “We need to go shopping after this.”
“I’m down,” Emilee says. “Then I’ll come over to your shop?” she asks me.
“Of course,” I answer.
“Sure.” Haven nods. “Occasion?”
Jasmine elbows me. “April has a date with Grave tonight.”
“No fucking way!” Emilee gasps.
“That’s awesome.” Haven tilts her head to the side, smiling. “This must mean he’s done with Lucy.” She shakes her head. “She’s as bad as you are with Trenton.” She points at Jasmine.
“Who is Lucy?” I ask. I know nothing about Grave except what I read on the internet. And all that told me was that he is the youngest heir to Kingdom and the most likely to end up in prison. He had a few mugshots. Mainly for DUIs and reckless behavior. It’s no secret why Kyle Reed is known as Grave. The guy has a death wish. He’s an adrenaline junkie.
“Lucy is a train wreck,” Haven answers.
“They have a bad past,” Emilee adds.
Haven snorts. “I was never friends with her. Hell, I didn’t even know who she was until recently. But she’s bad for Grave. Feeds into his addiction.”
I go to ask what she means by that when the waitress walks up to our table and takes our orders.
CHAPTER TWELVE
GRAVE
I’M SITTING AT my desk when my office phone rings. “Hello?” I answer.
“Hey, babe,” Lucy speaks.
I sigh. I’ve been ignoring her calls all week. “Hey.”
“I’ve been calling you,” she says, and I can practically hear her pouting.
“Been busy working,” I say truthfully. We had meetings all day. My brother is up my ass, and Titan still looks at me like he wants to smash my face in for my comment about his fiancée sucking my dick. “What did you need?”
“I’m going to be at the Airport tonight. Want to go?”
“No. Not tonight,” I answer as my door opens. “Hey, I gotta go.”
“Wait—”
I hang up. “What do you want, Bones?” I ask, watching as my brother enters my office.
He comes to stand in front of my desk with his tatted arms crossed over his chest. “I’m leaving tonight for New York,” he states.
“And?” I ask.
“I’ll be gone for the weekend.”
“I thought you broke up with Lola?” She was some supermodel he’d been fucking for a few months. She wanted to introduce him to her parents, and he dumped her ass.
“I did. I’m going for other reasons.”
Ah, I bet it has to do with Kink. Some secret society sex club he joined. I heard him talking to Titan about it the other day in the conference room.
“Okay,” I say, dismissing him by looking down at my computer.
He doesn’t take the hint. Instead, he sits down. “Can you behave yourself while I’m gone?” he asks.