Descent From Grace: A Luxe Novella Book 1.5 Read Online Free PDF

the new bed with her helped her get to sleep.
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    Ian woke alone in his bed; he looked over expecting to see Lilith or Karen, but he had no one. Karen preferred sleeping alone because it gave her more room to sprawl out, but once she was awake, she expected constant care.
  “I’m going to be late,” he told her when she requested another piece of toast.
      “If I could get it myself, I would.”
He stood at the toaster, tapping his foot, wondering what Lilith was doing or whom she was with.
    On his way into the office, he called Ashley.
    She groggily muttered, “Yeah?”
      “Are you sleeping? It’s seven forty-five in the morning.”
In a half asleep tone, she grumbled, “Yeah, I know.”
  “Are you home?”
  “No.” She couldn’t fight her eyes open.
  “Where are you?”
Her sleepy tone began to fade, being replaced with anger. “Why are you calling?”
      “Shut up,” Ian heard Lilith groan in the background and he smiled, then he frowned. They were in the same bed together clearly, and now he had to worry about his sister sleeping with her again.
  “Are you with my wife?”
  “No, I’m with your fiancée,” Ashley retorted.
    Lilith fell quiet when she realized it was Ian.
  “I wanted to know what we were going to do for mom’s birthday,” he lied.
      “The same. Have the party at the house, but this year we really should get a stripper. She seems to be breaking out a little more. She hired a pool boy while I was gone.”
  “What?” Ian snapped, annoyed by talk of his mother’s sexual needs.
  “Exactly. I think she’s fuckin’ him too—”
  “Ashley!” he groaned. “Send me an email of the details so I can order invites. I’ll talk to you later.” He didn’t give her a chance to say anything before hanging up.
  “Ian? Ian? Oh you want me to kiss Lilith for you? Ohhh, like that? Okay, if you insist,” Ashley said into the dead phone and Lilith gave her a gentle push. “He insisted,” Ashley laughed, biting Lilith’s shoulder, making her squirm with laughter.
    After making breakfast, Ashley started reading a book that was on Lilith’s dresser.
      “This is terrible,” she mumbled through a mouth full of bacon. “I can’t believe you read this shit.”
  “Where’d you get that?”
  “Your dresser.”
  “I mean the bacon.” She giggled while shoving a piece of Ashley’s into her mouth.
  “Your refrigerator and freezer are stocked. My dad really likes you, babe. I meant to tell you yesterday, but your Sloan drama got me hotheaded.”
  “All right, please don’t talk about that anymore.” Lilith rolled her eyes, pouring juice into a glass. “God.” She put her hand to her stomach. “I thought a run would help; usually working out does.”
Looking at her disgusted, Ashley asked, “You sick?”
  “I think it’s all mental.” Lilith sipped the juice.
  “I know it is. Stop stressing yourself about stupid shit. I’m gonna shower.” Ashley pinched her butt and walked away.
    Staring at her phone, Lilith wished Ian would contact her, and he did the same while sitting at breakfast with his client.
      “A nice girl. Young girl,” his client explained what he was looking for. “Legal age of course, but maybe look barely legal.” Putting his hands in front of his chest, he said, “Big boobs. Girly but smart.”
      “I have the perfect girl.”
  “But no sex!” the client said sternly.
  “No sex.” Ian smiled.
  “Thursday night is my dinner. She can be available for Thursday?”
  “Thursday is perfect.”
     
    If She goes with the tide
    I just want to hear from Ian. I miss him and feel terrible about our fight, even though it wasn’t my fault. On my run, Shaun called, so while in the shower, I try to think about him, but Ian keeps taking over my fantasies. I need to see my fiancé!
    Ashley is going to stay with me all day. I think she can tell something’s wrong; I just wish I could