night.” He pulled the chair from under the table across from me. He watched me as he turned the chair around, straddled it, and rested his arms on the back, still watching me, tilting his head waiting for me to recognize him. “Wow. I guess I didn’t make a good impression watching your back from the wolves last night.”
“Oh, my God.” Heat spread down to my toes with embarrassment. “Drew. From over at the bar.” I covered my face with my hand. “I could just curl up and die right now. You called Jason to come and pick me up.”
“Well, I did offer to take you wherever you needed to go, several times. But you kept saying Jadu would take care of it.” He paused and smile. “That’s after you had a shitload to drink and wouldn’t tell anyone where you were staying or if you had anyone to call..”
“And I saved the day, as I usually do.” Jason’s voice made us both turn in his direction.
“Yeah, yeah. You saved the day and I guarded the castle.” Drew stood up and the two shook hands.
“Let me formally introduce you, Rory London. This is Drew Parker. Drew Parker, you know Rory London.” I reached my hand into Drew’s open palm and he added a bit of extra pressure when Jason emphasized the word know.
“Nice to see you again.” He smiled with a wink.
“You too. Much more aware this time.” I looked around the bar. “And seemingly fewer wolves.”
“I wouldn’t count on that.” A devilishly wide grin spread across his face causing a deep dimple in his right cheek to appear.
“Don’t count on that dimple getting you anywhere,” Luke chimed from the side of the table. “I think we found a woman who is immune to the charms of the men from Happy Endings Resort.” He flexed his bicep and I giggled, because honestly, was he serious with that?
“Good thing I don’t actually live at the resort,” Jason said with confidence.
“That’s right, you don’t.” Drew squinted his eyes at Jason.
“So you both live at the resort?”
“Yup. I’m actually quite close to Jason’s trailer and poor Drew is way far away by the pool.” Luke laughed at both men throwing him dagger glares.
“It’s only a little further away.” Drew added.
“But a good distance from Betty’s house which is where Rory would be living once she . . .” Luke chimed.
“I haven’t agreed to anything. I still have to see the rest of the property and talk to some people and decide if I really can do this.”
“Go see Es. She’ll tell you if and when you’ll do it.” Drew stated.
“She already met Es earlier today, and Es said she would.” Jason pulled a sip of beer from his bottle.
“Well, if everyone is done telling me what I’m going to do, I’d like to finish eating my dinner in peace.” I couldn’t help the anger in my voice, but I’d had people telling me all of my life what to do and when to do it. This would be the first time in my life I would make a decision for me . . . do what I wanted to do.
“It’s not like you have anything else to go back to. I mean you had a pretty dead-end job and really no life to speak of,” Drew blurted out before he popped a French fry in his mouth and was met with six pairs of eyes.
“What did you just say?” I asked in utter shock. Had he been watching me?
“Drew here is a dick.” Luke laughed. No one else laughed. I looked from Luke to Drew then Jason. “You know a P.I.”
“A private investigator,” he said, as if annoyed that he had to explain himself. I turned on Jason.
“You said Betty had me checked out before she named me as the owner of the resort.” Turning back to Drew, I spat, “Were you the one who Betty hired to investigate me? You were spying on me?” I was so angry I couldn’t even see straight. All I saw was red. I wanted to punch all three of them in the face.
“I was doing my job.””
“You were still following me yesterday weren’t you?” It was something he said yesterday, actually something he was careful
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