My Dad’s Business Partner Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
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I cock my head at Gray.

“I know you, Mom and Dad all met at college, but did you like Catherine? I guess I never asked before.”

Gray thinks for a moment, choosing his words carefully. He’s so handsome that I can barely breathe, and yet I’m all ears, waiting for his answer.

“Let’s just say your dad has always liked pretty things and Catherine was one of those things. She seemed okay before they were married but people change with time. Or maybe it was that her act got tiring after a while, and Brent didn’t want to put up with it anymore.”

I nod.

“Yeah, that sounds like my mom. She was always bugging me to join the Junior League, but not to help people. She only wanted me to be a member so that I could social climb and act catty to other women.”

Gray nods, still thoughtful.

“That would be the Catherine I remember. Do you still see her?”

I shake my head.

‘Not much. I mean, after the divorce, she wasn’t really interested in me and Dad anymore. So I don’t think I’ve heard from her for four or five years now.”

“Shit,” Gray whistles. “That’s cold.”

I swallow hard.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t bother me the way it used to. She gets a hefty alimony payment from my dad each month. As a result, Catherine’s free as a bird, and I’d just be holding her back.”

Gray shakes his head.

“I’m sorry, honey.”

“No, don’t be,” is my bright reply. “But how did you meet my dad? I know it was in college, but he never told me the details.”

He smiles, and I catch my breath at his animal magnetism.

“Funny you’d ask. When I went to college, I wasn’t much of a joiner, but this one frat always had the best parties according to everyone. So I went to one of them to judge for myself, and some drunk asshole spilled his drink on me. I went hunting for a bathroom, and then a different asshole fell into the hallway and almost landed on me. Before I had a chance to yell at anyone, another guy stopped forward and said the asshole in the hallway had tried to attack a drunk sleeping girl in that room. So we took turns beating the shit out of that guy.”

I stare at him.

“And …?”

“My partner in crime was your dad,” Gray says simply. “We pounded that kid to a bloody pulp, and I’ve never regretted it.”

I gasp.

“Holy cow. That’s insane. You guys were really violent back then.”

He smiles and puts his drink down, his motions deliberate.

“We were,” he acknowledges. “But we were young men then, and it was a different time and age. Now, there are cameras everywhere,” he says. “Who knows if we would have done the same today?”

At the mention of cameras, my cheeks flush again because I sense that we’ve come to the meat of this conversation. Slowly, I put my drink down too and look deep into Gray’s blue eyes. I feel as if I’m falling into a vortex and being pulled into something deep, dangerous and exciting.

“What do you want from me?” I whisper. “Is there something I can do to make up for my transgression this morning? I swear, I’ll do anything you like, Uncle Gray.”

His answering smile is ravenous, and my thighs clench with need.

5

Gray

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“Anything?” I ask, one black brow raised.

The beautiful girl swallows heavily.

“Anything,” Harlow says in a whisper, looking at me with those innocent caramel eyes. “I’m so sorry about what happened this morning. I promise it won’t happen again.”

I chuckle, but it comes out sounding like a harsh bark.

“Funny you’d say that, sweetheart, because I was hoping it would happen again. With me in the same room, in fact. Would that be something you’d enjoy?”

For a moment, I think that Harlow’s going to run screaming. After all, I’m a much older man propositioning a young, innocent woman. Yet, her eyes darken suddenly, and her bosom trembles.

She smiles seductively. “Well, I guess you never know where life will take you. I think I would like that, actually.”

“Good, then it’s settled.” I look her over again as she shivers once more, those big breasts jiggling. “Are you cold, sweetheart?”

She shakes her head and laughs, although it sounds a bit like a gasp.

“No. Actually, I’m pretty warm.”

“Then take off your t-shirt, sweetheart. Show me what you have.”

She gasps and stares at me, flustered. But then she dips her chin and looks down.

“Alright.” Slowly, she slides the thin fabric over her head, and I notice that her nipples are hard through her lacy bra. I could measure her pink crests right now if I wanted to, and my mouth waters hungrily.

But this isn’t the time. I have to keep control for at least a little longer. I sip my Ginger Bliss.

“I’m surprised you’re in such a fetching outfit, as it is. A t-shirt and a mini-skirt?”


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