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Ben’s irritated voice on the other side. “You have another delivery from him.”
Addison’s eyes pop open. She stretches like a cat and moans like a porn star. “Another delivery? Maybe he sent breakfast again. I’m starving.”
I look at the clock and see that it isn’t quite eight o’clock. It was late when he brought me home last night, so how has he managed to have something delivered to me this early?
I put on my bra because I won’t go free-boobin’ in front of Ben. My robe provides added protection over the pajamas before I investigate what my three-month fling has sent me.
A small brown package is on the table. I use the scissors to cut into it. Inside I find a new iPhone with a personalized card:
I have an emergency at one of the vineyards. I’ll be gone most of the day so I’m forced to cancel our plans for today. This phone is your direct line to me. My number is already programmed in. I’ll call you later when the situation is under control and we’ll make plans for a rain check soon.
Lachlan
I’m surprised by the disappointment I feel. “Lachlan has a problem at work, so it seems I’m free for the day.”
“Great. Zac and Ben are tied up with some kind of project, so I think we should have a girls’ day out and go shopping.”
I don’t have money for shopping, so I guess I’m browsing. “That sounds like a great idea.”
Addison picks up the new iPhone. “Why did he send you another phone? Doesn’t he know you already have one?”
The iPhone isn’t a gift. It’s a booty-call device—his means of communicating with me about hooking up while he holds all the control. This is one way he remains untraceable. He’d never give me his real number, so I predict he has one just like this designated only for my calls. That’s what he means when he says it is my direct line to him.
It’s also a reminder that this relationship isn’t romantic and won’t ever be. It is arranged and temporary. I’d do well to not forget that any time soon.
“My phone’s been acting up since we got here. It won’t hold a charge so I guess he thought I needed a new one.” I lie to my best friend because I can’t bring myself to confess the terms of Lachlan’s arrangement. She’ll think he’s bat-shit crazy. And that I am, too, for agreeing to it.
Chapter Ten
Jack McLachlan
I turn the five-hour drive to Chalice into a little more than four. When I arrive, I see Clyde standing outside the office building, waiting for me. “Jack, it’s been too long. I’m glad to have you here, but I’d be happier if it wasn’t under these circumstances.”
Clyde began working for my father at Chalice before I was born and now he works for me. I’ve known him my entire life, so I trust him. “I’m sorry I had to drag you out of bed in the middle of the night for this.”
“It goes with the territory, Clyde. The good, the bad, and the ugly. This just happens to be a dose of the bad and ugly at the same time.”
“The fire chief said he would be here at nine, so I expect him any minute.”
I’m anxious to see the burned area. “Can we go out to survey the damage?”
“Not until he’s finished inspecting it in the daylight. There were a lot of people working to put out the fire, so he doesn’t want any further contamination of the scene.”
That seems reasonable. I check my watch and see it is a quarter to nine. Paige has gotten my package by now and I have a few minutes before the fire inspector will arrive, so I try out our new means of communication.
I take out the phone meant only for Paige’s calls and dial her number. She must have had the phone in her hand because she answers on the first ring. “Good mornin’, Mr. Henry.”
“Good morning, Miss Beckett.”
“Are you wondering how I knew it was you?” I could hear the amusement in her voice.
“Could it possibly be because I’m the person who sent you the phone and I’m the only person with the number? Or because my name
Addison’s eyes pop open. She stretches like a cat and moans like a porn star. “Another delivery? Maybe he sent breakfast again. I’m starving.”
I look at the clock and see that it isn’t quite eight o’clock. It was late when he brought me home last night, so how has he managed to have something delivered to me this early?
I put on my bra because I won’t go free-boobin’ in front of Ben. My robe provides added protection over the pajamas before I investigate what my three-month fling has sent me.
A small brown package is on the table. I use the scissors to cut into it. Inside I find a new iPhone with a personalized card:
I have an emergency at one of the vineyards. I’ll be gone most of the day so I’m forced to cancel our plans for today. This phone is your direct line to me. My number is already programmed in. I’ll call you later when the situation is under control and we’ll make plans for a rain check soon.
Lachlan
I’m surprised by the disappointment I feel. “Lachlan has a problem at work, so it seems I’m free for the day.”
“Great. Zac and Ben are tied up with some kind of project, so I think we should have a girls’ day out and go shopping.”
I don’t have money for shopping, so I guess I’m browsing. “That sounds like a great idea.”
Addison picks up the new iPhone. “Why did he send you another phone? Doesn’t he know you already have one?”
The iPhone isn’t a gift. It’s a booty-call device—his means of communicating with me about hooking up while he holds all the control. This is one way he remains untraceable. He’d never give me his real number, so I predict he has one just like this designated only for my calls. That’s what he means when he says it is my direct line to him.
It’s also a reminder that this relationship isn’t romantic and won’t ever be. It is arranged and temporary. I’d do well to not forget that any time soon.
“My phone’s been acting up since we got here. It won’t hold a charge so I guess he thought I needed a new one.” I lie to my best friend because I can’t bring myself to confess the terms of Lachlan’s arrangement. She’ll think he’s bat-shit crazy. And that I am, too, for agreeing to it.
Chapter Ten
Jack McLachlan
I turn the five-hour drive to Chalice into a little more than four. When I arrive, I see Clyde standing outside the office building, waiting for me. “Jack, it’s been too long. I’m glad to have you here, but I’d be happier if it wasn’t under these circumstances.”
Clyde began working for my father at Chalice before I was born and now he works for me. I’ve known him my entire life, so I trust him. “I’m sorry I had to drag you out of bed in the middle of the night for this.”
“It goes with the territory, Clyde. The good, the bad, and the ugly. This just happens to be a dose of the bad and ugly at the same time.”
“The fire chief said he would be here at nine, so I expect him any minute.”
I’m anxious to see the burned area. “Can we go out to survey the damage?”
“Not until he’s finished inspecting it in the daylight. There were a lot of people working to put out the fire, so he doesn’t want any further contamination of the scene.”
That seems reasonable. I check my watch and see it is a quarter to nine. Paige has gotten my package by now and I have a few minutes before the fire inspector will arrive, so I try out our new means of communication.
I take out the phone meant only for Paige’s calls and dial her number. She must have had the phone in her hand because she answers on the first ring. “Good mornin’, Mr. Henry.”
“Good morning, Miss Beckett.”
“Are you wondering how I knew it was you?” I could hear the amusement in her voice.
“Could it possibly be because I’m the person who sent you the phone and I’m the only person with the number? Or because my name
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