“Of course, you have. You’ve agreed to throw a party and let Alessandra come. You’ve agreed to listen to Alessandra’s demo later tonight at your house. And you’ve agreed to keep an open mind about your interview—to let me at leasttryto get something suitable forDig a Little Deeperout of you. I’d say you’ve already done a whole helluva lot.”
Sighing with relief, I return her smile. “I only said that last thing so I could get into your pants. Don’t get too excited.”
Her smile widens. “Careful what you agree to in a negotiation, Mr. Rivers. After a full week of getting into my pants, I predict you’re going to open up to me more than you ever thought possible.”
I chuckle. “That’s what I want you to think, sweetheart. Don’t hold your breath on that.”
“We’ll see.”
“I’m not one of the fraternity boys you’re used to wrapping around your little finger for tips. As gorgeous as you are, I’m sure I’ll be able to withstand your attempts to ‘unpeel my onion’ just fine.”
“Challenge accepted.” With that, she turns the knob,and off she goes... leaving me alone in a janitorial closet, with a body that’s alive and pulsing in a way it’s never been before, and a mind that’s racing. How the hell am I going to spend an entire week fucking that gorgeous woman without breaking down and giving her every last thing her devious little heart desires?
PLAYLIST
Music Playlist forBeautiful Liar
“A-YO”—Lady Gaga
“Cringe”—Matt Maeson
“Broken”--LovelyTheBand
“Girl is on My Mind”—The Black Keys
“She’s Like Heroin to Me”—The Gun Club
“Obsession”—Animotion
“Waterfalls”—TLC
“Sweet but Psycho”—Ava Max
“My Addiction”—Adam French
28
GEORGINA
The iron gate in front of Reed’s house comes into view in the car’s headlights, and I smile to myself.I can’t believe this is my life.I’m sitting next to Reed in the backseat of the black sedan that’s driving us to Reed’s house from the Red Card Riot show, and I’m losing my freaking mind. A mere nine days ago, I stood on the other side of that same iron gate, shrieking at Reed to let me out or I’d sue him for negligence and false imprisonment. And now, here I am, wanting nothing more than to get my horny ass backinsidethat damned gate, so Reed can take me to heaven again, the same way he did in that janitorial closet earlier tonight.
“Ah, the scene of the crime,” Reed says playfully as the car approaches his house. He squeezes my hand, releasing an unexpected ripple of butterflies into my belly. “Are you, by any chance, feeling the sudden urge to double-flip me off—or perhaps sue me for ‘negligence and false imprisonment’?”
I bat my eyelashes at him. “Now, why would I want to do that, when we buried the hatchet so deliciously earlier tonight?”
Reed leans forward and grazes his soft lips against my cheek. “And, oh, how amazing it felt to bury my hatchet inside you, Georgina Ricci. So damned good, I can’t wait to bury it again and again, all week long—and even moredeliciously.”
My clit pulses at Reed’s words and then throbs with yearning when Reed skims his lips across the length of my jawline. I turn my head, intending to crush my hungry lips against his, but it’s not meant to be. The car has stopped, signaling we’ve arrived at our destination.
“Is there a code?” the driver says, referring to the gate, and Reed shoots me a heated smolder that says,Hold that thought.
“We’ll just get out here,” Reed tosses out.
After we pile out of the sedan together, Reed heads to the trunk to retrieve my suitcase—the one I packed thinking I’d be spending an exciting week on the road with rock royalty—while I head to the gate and stare slack-jawed through its metal slats at Reed’s breathtaking house. After a moment, Reed appears at my side, wheeling my suitcase behind him. He unlocks a pedestrian gate and politely gestures for me to pass through first, which I do.
“Are you cold?” Reed asks as I walk by. “You’re shaking.”
I rub my upper arms. “Just excited. Also, nervous.”
