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- Author: Sophie Lark
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- Genre: Contemporary Romance Fiction
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RAMSES HOWELL
Today’s my favorite day of the year, and it’s already ruined because
Anthony Keller just walked in with the most stunning woman I’ve
ever seen on his arm.
The Belmont Stakes are one of the only things that get me excited
anymore. Last night it rained just enough for the grass to smell like a
rainforest and the dirt to turn over like velvet. I’m in the presidential suite,
best seats in the house, the finish line right under my nose.
And here comes Keller, strolling in with the one and only thing that
could make me give a shit what he’s doing next door.
My head turns. The way a racehorse looks running—how the muscles
flex and flow under the coat—that’s how her body looks inside her dress.
It’s a modest dress otherwise, up to the neck, long sleeves. Only the curves
make it outrageous.
Her face isn’t what I expected. Beautiful, yes, but the word that pops
into my head is “serious.” She’s focused, unsmiling, until she catches me
looking. Then her mouth quirks with something I can’t read—amusement?
Disdain?
She steps into Keller’s suite.
I’m left with a cold drink and the heat of being caught like an amateur. I
know how to glance at a pretty girl and then turn away to examine the
image in my mind. It was that goddamn body in motion that kept me staring
so long.
“Every dog has his day.” Briggs takes a pull of his beer, watching Keller
whoop it up next door with disgust. “I fucking hate seeing that mutt happy
though.”
Some people Briggs hates just because I hate them. Some, he has his
own reasons. Keller’s both.
He was your classic balding tech nerd with a start-up. Now he’s got hair
plugs and a personal trainer and he’s strutting around like King Shit ‘cause
his company goes public tomorrow.
I want to ask Briggs about the girl, but that’s admitting out loud Keller
did something good. Right now, I wouldn’t say I liked the color of his
socks.
Instead, I tell Briggs, “Next year I want both suites and I want them
connected.”
Briggs makes that grunting nod that means he’s filing away some task
I’ve asked him to do. He doesn’t write it down, but he always gets it done.
No questions, no excuses, Briggs delivers.
That’s why he’s my right hand, and I mean that about as literal as it gets.
He does all the work I’d do if I had an extra hand. I trust him to act as me,
for me. He’s the only person I trust like that. If Briggs were to die or retire,
there wouldn’t be another hand. I’d just have everybody else who works for
me.
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