Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 120838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 604(@200wpm)___ 483(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 604(@200wpm)___ 483(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Rix likely had his attention locked on his wife.
The G-Force, all of them (as well as a couple of Blake’s girlfriends) were surprise arrivals.
They were taking this opportunity to have a holiday in England, and as such, were staying in London as their first stop. They’d texted a couple of days ago to share they’d be coming. They’d taken the train that morning in order to attend the service, but mostly, to attend Blake.
However, taking time out of their lives to fly across an ocean to be there for Blake had shaken his woman—in a good way.
And Dair had been right. He’d met Ryan, Bryan, Byron, Wallace, Teddy and Faunus, and he liked them immediately.
He liked them more now as they circled Blake and her family like sharks, ready to take a bite out of anyone who caused the slightest unease. So, aye, it was safe to say he liked them very much.
Regardless of how the two sisters felt about her, even if Nora was at the helm, Blake and Alex had painstakingly crafted this event as something Helena would approve of. The flowers, music choices, and for some reason it was important that they were both wearing hats.
Alex’s was no-nonsense black, 20s style what Blake referred to as a “cloche.”
Blake’s was more daring and dramatic, had some see-through elements, a bow at the back and was worn tipped high on one side and slanted over the other eye.
They were perfect for each woman.
Those hats had been a scramble, one of many Nora had bested. Then again, Dair had noticed that there wasn’t much Nora couldn’t best. She was a stern but loyal general and a miracle worker rolled into a tall, attractive, loving package.
“You know, the ‘butler’ is a problem,” Rix said, keeping his voice low, and gaining Dair’s attention.
“Blake gave him hell a few days ago,” Dair replied. “He should toe the line for a while. Or at least until she figures out how to get rid of him.”
“Days ago?” Rix asked in a tone that made Dair stop watching his woman and look to Rix.
“She did it the day you and Alex arrived,” he said.
Rix shook his head. “Man, I hate to tell you this, but that asshole has been seeping attitude everywhere he goes.”
Hale grunted his agreement.
Dair started to get pissed off.
“Chloe needed something for JT,” Rix went on, “and he told her to keep her pants on, using those words. Then he never showed with it. Chloe isn’t at home. She doesn’t know where shit is. Eventually she flagged down one of the maids who got it for her.”
Dair clenched his teeth.
“Chloe is not one to cross,” Hale put in. “The only reason she’s keeping quiet about it is because she doesn’t want to upset Blake, Alex or Ned.”
“His deal is, he’s being cool whenever those three are around, and you,” Rix added. “Outside of that, he’s being a total fuckwad.”
“Hmm, I heard the word ‘fuckwad’ said in a church. Are we talking about Jeff?” Chloe asked as she joined them.
“Baby,” Judge, who was with her, murmured his warning.
“Apparently, Blake had words with him,” Rix filled her in. “Just not enough of them.”
“Yes, like he needs to behave all the time, not just when a Sharp is around.” She turned her attention to Dair. “Or someone very Sharp adjacent.”
She meant him.
“I’ll have a word with her, or more likely him, when we get back,” Dair told them.
“Are you fucking…” Rix started.
“Joking?” Hale finished on a growl.
Dair turned back to where they were looking, or more to the point, scowling at the Sharp family greeting funeral guests in the vestibule, something they decided to do that flew in the face of tradition because most of the attendees were acquaintances.
Helena, unsurprisingly, had very few true friends. Those true friends were invited to the burial ceremony followed by tea at Treverton after the service.
But Blake and Alex had decided, especially due to the clamoring of paparazzi outside, they wanted to get out of there and get home as soon as they could when the service was over.
However, at what he saw when he turned their way, he felt fire ignite in his veins.
“Excuse me,” he grunted.
“I should think so,” Chloe snapped.
As he prowled to his woman, he took in Ned’s angry shock, Alex’s stunned surprise and Blake staring at her ex-fiancé in complete astonishment.
And distress.
Aye.
Chad fucking Head was there.
The man who cheated on her. The man who humiliated her. The man who broke her heart.
A man who should know better than to show up, unannounced, and as far as Dair could see with the reactions of all three of the Sharps, uninvited at her mother’s funeral.
And he was now a man who was reaching for Blake’s hand and staring at her earnestly.
Oh…
Fuck no.
The G-Force was preparing to pounce, he could tell, but they backed off as Dair got right up close to him. So close, Chad jerked and turned to look at him.