Marie Donovan – Royally Seduced (страница 9)

Cringe. “I was chatting with this woman. Maybe you overheard us.”

“Maybe. Do you have anything to drink? My mouth is very dry.” She passed him a water bottle and he drained it.

“I’ll get another.” He stood and stretched, his shoulders filling out his thin pale green cotton T-shirt. “Do you need anything?”

Yeah, a cold shower for her libido and a bar of soap to wash her mouth out for lying. But since those weren’t options…“How about an orangeade?”

JACK STOOD IN a quiet corner of the train’s bar, sipping his own orangeade as he checked his voice mail. Four frantic messages from his maman, despite the fact he’d called her after leaving to apologize again for the ruins of her well-meaning, if not well-thought-out, party. He’d made it clear he and Nadine were permanently over, but her romantic soul probably thought they’d had a lovers’ tiff. Not one voice mail or text from Nadine. Good. She’d gotten his message, then.

A voicemail from Frank in Portugal and a text from George—who knew where George was? He was traveling frequently back and forth to New York to spend time with his fiancée, Renata, a wedding-dress designer who specialized in vintage styles. Apparently Stevie was wearing one of her creations, and that was how she and George had met.

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