J.M. Jeffries - Love's Wager

“Very well, sir.” The woman disconnected.

Scott shoved his phone back in his pocket. His brother watched him curiously.

“Miss Parrish. Anastasia Parrish, spoiled rotten daughter of Senator Parrish?”

“Yeah,” Scott replied. “The bane of my existence.”

“She’s very beautiful.”

“She’s spoiled, petty and mean.” Scott leaned against the wall. How the hell was he going to get rid of her? “She’s twenty-five but acts like she’s thirteen, which is ridiculous. She thinks she’s in love with me.”

“She’s pretty enough,” Hunter said. “Though compared to Lydia, she’s kind of colorless.”

“Any woman you look at is colorless compared to Lydia.” Scott’s brother had finally found the love of his life in Lydia Montgomery. They were engaged to be married.

“What are you going to do?” Hunter asked.

“I don’t have many options. This is my home and she’s invaded it. I need to convince her to head back to Washington, DC, and just leave me alone.” Scott felt annoyed and beyond irritated. As though he didn’t have enough headaches, now he had to deal with Anastasia. She was poison.

“Before you hide in your office—” Hunter held up an envelope “—I’m going to need your security plans for the spa. The electricians are coming on Monday and I want to make sure we have enough security cameras in all the right places.”

“Okay,” Scott said, relieved to put Anastasia on the back burner for the moment. “Let’s check out the blueprints again and I’ll go over the areas I’ve already earmarked for security cameras.”

Hunter started walking down the hall. Scott followed. He thought he heard a dog barking, but after a moment decided it was just his imagination.

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