The Price of Fame: A Price Novel (The Price Novels Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

her residency, which was understandable. I told her what I would have told to Slayde, that all things worth having are hard sometimes. I said she needed to decide if living without him was harder.
    She told me with tears in her eyes that no matter what, she knew she couldn’t live without him ever again. That was all I needed to know. If she felt that way, they could work through anything.
    Zac flew in two days before the wedding, since his prior business plans couldn’t be rescheduled. I didn’t mind that he flew in later; he would have been in the way anyway.
    He didn’t get in until late, and I was getting ready for bed when he made it to our room.
    I gave him a hug. “Glad you’re finally here.”
    He squeezed me, kissed the top of my head, and pulled away. “Me too, but I’m tired and hungry.”
    “Tell me what you want, and I’ll order you room service while you shower.”
    “Whatever. I don’t know what they have.” I held out the room service menu, but he didn’t take it. He pulled off his shirt and headed into the bathroom, mumbling, “You’ve been cooking for me forever. You know what I like.”
    “Excuse me, grouchy,” I said under my breath. He was clearly in a foul mood, but I wasn’t letting him get to me.
    I ordered him baked chicken and vegetables, thinking that seemed safe, and crawled into bed with a new Nicholas Sparks book.
    I heard the shower turn off, and a few seconds later he opened the door, still soaking wet with a towel wrapped around his waist. “So, everything is still all going as planned?”
    “If you’re referring to your son’s wedding, then yes. It’s all under control.”
    I looked back down at my book, and he disappeared back into the bathroom and reemerged with shorts on minutes later.
    He plopped down next to me on top of the covers and leaned back with his arms behind his head. He was quiet. Something was bothering him.
    I looked down at him, meeting his gaze. “What? What’s bugging you?”
    “Don’t you think he’s too young to get married?”
    I tried not to laugh. “Well, I don’t think we have any room to talk. We got married at eighteen.”
    “And we got divorced. We’re his parents, Lex. We don’t need room to talk. We have experience.”
    Not sure where this was going, I put my book down, giving him my full attention. “I don’t think he’s making a mistake.”
    “They were broken up a month ago.”
    “It’s his life. Stay out of it. Isn’t that what you always tell me?”
    Thankfully his food came then, and he got quiet and ate and let me go back to my book.
    Of course, as soon as I was ready to go to sleep, he switched the television on.
    “I thought you were tired.”
    “I am. But I just want to put it on the sports channel for a few minutes, so I can relax.”
    Of course you do.
He knew I couldn’t go to sleep with the TV on, but Taylor and I were meeting early the next morning to get our nails done, so I decided to try and ignore him and his ESPN and go to sleep.
    I was almost asleep when he said, “Lexi.”
    “I was almost asleep,” I growled.
    He turned the light on. “It’s important.”
    “What, Zac?” I rolled over, and he was staring at me.
    “I need you to talk to Slayde.”
    “About what?” I was completely aggravated with him at this point.
    “He needs her to sign a prenup. I’ve already had one drawn up for him.”
    I had been waiting for this. I was surprised it took him this long to bring it up. “I’m not talking to him about any such thing. He’s smart. He can make his own decisions about stuff like that.” I rolled back over. “’Night.”
    “His money is not my problem, but what he has saved up from Price Oil is my problem. That’s our family money.”
    “And she’s about to be our family,” I added flatly.
    “Oh, come on. Don’t give me that crap. You know as well as I do that this most likely won’t end well. You just don’t want to say it.”
    I didn’t share his opinion. I thought