Betting on Beaumont: A Brooklyn Novel #3 (The Brooklyn Series) Read Online Free PDF

someone would take a picture. Since I’ve started dating Kayden, nothing in my life is private anymore. Now I’m paying the price for my stupid lack of judgment. All of this only makes me loathe Giselle even more than I already did. This is all her fault. Kayden better make sure she and Nadia pay for all the stress they’ve caused us,” Savannah shouts as her frustration finally boils over.
    Putting my hand on the back of hers, I give it a gentle squeeze and try to calm her down. “Dixon said they’re on the far end of the VIP area. Since we know Shayne is sitting with his posse at the beginning of the VIP section, we’ll go around the other way. Try to avoid another run-in.” Quickly, I lead her toward the back entrance of the VIP section.
    Immediately, we spot their table and the second we do I immediately feel my blood begin to boil. Sitting beside Kayden is none other than the biggest whore of Las Vegas, Trixie LaRue.
     
     
     

Chapter 3
     
    -Brooklyn
     
    “No wonder Kayden hasn’t gotten back to me. It looks as if he’s been a little too preoccupied with Trixie.” Savannah’s words come out pained as she watches as Trixie leans in closer to Kayden saying something to him.
    I find myself staring across the club, trying to watch the guys’ interactions before we head over there and make heads roll. Kayden seems to be saying something to Trixie, and now she’s beginning to slide along the bench.
    Good. Hopefully, the skank is heading on her merry way to try and sweet talk her way into someone else’s pants and wallet.
    Storming through the crowd of people with Savannah next to me, I march up to Trixie. I want to know what this skank is doing hanging around mine and Savannah’s men. She is nothing but trouble. We have enough drama on our own, and we don’t need to add her own personal crazy to the damn mix.
    “Let’s go see what the hell is going on,” I tell Savannah as I push my way through the crowd of party goers.
    Kayden’s face falls when we his eyes take in Savannah and me standing in front of his table. A wry smile curls on Dixon’s lips as his gaze burns into mine for a flicker of a moment. I’m too pissed off to be able to allow my body to worry about being this close to Dixon.
    “What the fuck are you doing with Trixie?”  I shout at Kayden, resting my hands on my hips. I flick my eyes to Trixie as her face twists into an evil grin.
    “Oh Brooklyn, it is so nice to see you, too,” she says dryly.
    Rolling my eyes at her pathetic attempt at a snarky comeback, I keep my entire focus on Kayden. “What. The. Fuck. Is she doing here?” I ask again making Savannah flinch, but she stands firmly beside me as I step closer toward Trixie. I lean in, bringing my face down closer to the table. Kayden’s face pales as he looks from me to Savannah.
    “Nothing’s going on. Trixie stopped by to say hello, but she’s leaving now.” I don’t miss the look he gives Trixie as he emphasizes the word ‘now’ .
    Trixie turns her attention to Savannah. “I can’t leave without introducing myself. We haven’t had the privilege of meeting yet!” I almost laugh at the audacity of this bitch. 
    Does this bitch not know that Savannah can kick her ass from here all the way to Los Angeles without breaking a damn nail? You don’t mess with a Southern girl, especially one who’s fighting to save her relationship. Trixie doesn’t come close to standing a chance against Savannah. With me in her corner, Trixie is insane to even contemplate starting anything with her.
    Being one to try and avoid conflict, Savannah puts on her sweetest smile and gives Trixie a small wave and introduces herself, “I’m Savannah, Kayden’s fiancée.”
    “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you, Savannah. Maybe now that you’re here, Kayden will pull out whatever the hell is shoved up his ass. He isn’t the usual Kayden I’ve come to know and love. He’s been a total prick to me.” From the look in Trixie’s