Around the World in 80 Men Series: Boxed Set 21-30 by Brandi Ratliff, Rebecca Ratliff Read Free Book Online

that
it was him. “Oh, hi Tanner...your proposal? Yes, I got it. I'll
have to take a rain check though. This week isn't good for me. Yep,
I'm losing my mind. Angel, hurry up, text me back!”
    She
paced back and forth through the kitchen, from one side of the island
to the other, waiting for an answer to pop into her head. Of course
she knew she couldn't just avoid all of her friends until one of them
confessed. If Finlay texted her, she'd have to avoid him too. Just
the thought made her heart race. “No, I can't avoid
everyone...c'mon, Angel.” She didn't know what she was waiting
for but a part of her hoped that her best friend would have a magic
answer to her problems. Morgan drank half her cup of coffee, then
filled it again before pacing in front of, then landing on, the couch
in the center of the living room.
    Just
as she was about to turn on the television to provide herself with
another mindless distraction, her phone vibrated in her back pocket.
    Morgan
read the message aloud, “baby girl, you know what you gotta do.
Honesty, boo. Tell him you got a ring and you want to know if he sent
it.” She fell back against the couch, then shook her head at
Angel's message. Morgan brought her phone up in front of her, then
pressed the call button on Angel's contact.
    “Angel,
I'm not going to do that and you know it. I'm not asking any of them,
end of story.”
    “So,
your ass if just going to ignore everyone?” Angel tsk'd loudly
into the phone, making Morgan pull it away from her ear.
    “And
what if none of the muthafucka's step forward, don't you think that
would hurt them worse if you never bring it up?”
    “No.”
She knew she was wrong. “Maybe they'll just think it never made
it to me...”
    “Right,
because the FBI guy wouldn't deliver the message that the mission was
accomplished.” His sarcasm came through clear and Morgan was
becoming more frustrated with every word.
    “
I didn't even ask for the damn thing!”
    “That's
right, baby, let it all out,” Angel spoke calmly in return.
Before Morgan could reply, Angel announced Gio was back from work and
needed dinner prepared. “Text Tanner back, Stick.” That
was his last advice before hanging up and Morgan didn't like it.
    She
ended the call, then went back to Tanner's message. “To text or
not to text?” Morgan stood, then shoved her phone back into her
pocket and dropped back down on the couch. “No, I'm..working.
Busy...very busy. No time to text.”
    Morgan
sat in the silent room for several moments as she stared blindly
towards the large bay window. Who proposes like that? This can't
be for real... it... “It can't be for real! One of them is
just messing with me! Asshole... whoever you are!” She stood
and reached around her body, pulling the phone from her pocket once
again. “If it's games you wanna play, it's games you'll have.”
She found Tanner's name and called the handsome Aussie. Her plan to
hold out and make them come forward had just been dissolved in one
fleeting moment.
    “Hey
Beautiful!” He sounded happy, he sounded like her normal,
non-playing-games, Tanner. She continued walking to the kitchen, and
leaned her backside against the counter.
    “Hey,
how's it going?” As she asked the question, Morgan could hear
people talking in the background. “Where are you?”
Tanner laughed loudly into the phone, and since her question wasn't
funny in the slightest, she knew that he was having a good time....
wherever he was.
    “Having
a party on Lady Godiva, wish ya were here, Love.” He laughed
again, and Morgan knew instantly that Tanner wasn't her mystery
fiance. If he were, he would be asking more questions and waiting
for her response, not partying with his friends and almost ignoring
her. Even if it was all a joke, she knew that he would still have
been more interested in seeing it through.
    “Tanner,
why are texting me when you're having a party?” She smiled as
she asked the question, and Tanner could hear the