Betrayed (Betrayed #1) by Melissa Jupp Read Free Book Online

am I just now hearing about him not even 24 hours ago when he’s obviously a very famous individual. The driver opened the door and helped us out of the car. Me and mom walked hand and hand through the crowd to the entrance.
    Upon entering the mansion I took a good look around. All the women seemed to be extremely beautiful and all the men no matter what age seemed to range from handsome to GQ gorgeous. I’ve never seen so many pretty people in one place. It’s almost surreal.
    A waiter passed by and we grabbed a glass of champagne, smiling at each other we looked up and across the room and spotted Jackson so we head his way.
    “Oh Jackson so lovely to see you,” Belinda gushes.
    “Would you to just hook up already and get it over with,” I said looking right at my mother.
    “Jessi!” says Jackson scoldingly.
    “Jessica Barnes watch how you speak young lady. That was not appropriate.”
    “Please mom, every time you too are around each other you’re both practically lovestruck. I’m just stating the obvious. I can’t help it you two are too stubborn to do anything about it,” I say looking at mom.
    “I have not the slightest idea what you are talking about,” she denies.
    “Yes you do. You both do,” looking at both mom and Jackson I can tell I’m on to something. But for the life of me I can’t figure out why they haven’t gotten together. Unless....
    “Please tell me you two are secretly hiding a relationship and not choosing to stay away from each other because of some honor bound bullshit towards dad?”
    Mom stands there with her mouth gaped open and Jackson looks like he’s ready to bite my head off.
    “Wow, you two really are in love and staying away from one another. Why in bloody hell would you do that? No offense mom but dads gone. Move on.”
    “Alright Jessi,” Jackson says grabbing my arm and dragging me away. “That’s enough. Don’t speak to your mother like that and don’t stick your nose into business where it doesn’t need to be stuck.”
    “But,” I protested.
    “No buts,” he says cutting me off, “Let’s dance.”
    “But I don’t dance,” I complained.
    “Jess,” he says swinging me around, “Everyone dances.”
    “You know for a big guy you sure do know how to move very gracefully around a dance floor,” I said sarcastically.
    He makes a face, “Hardy har har smarty pants. Ya know for a girl you really are very ungraceful.”
    “Hey I’m all grace.”
    “Yeah well you have managed to stomp on my feet like twenty times already,” he says chuckling.
    “Well maybe it’s your big feet that are in my way,” I teased. Just as Jackson was about to reply Jason walks up and taps Jackson on the shoulder.
    “Do you mind if I cut in?” He asks.
    “Not at all young man.” Jackson leans down and kisses me on the cheek then turns back to face Jason. “Besides I see a very beautiful women standing on the sidelines with no dance partner,” he says smiling at us.
    Me and Jason look at the direction Jackson just headed in. Low and behold he’s headed straight for my mother.
    “I can’t believe a babe like that would give Jackson the time of day,” Jason says turning back to me.
    “Hey,” I say smacking his arm playfully, “that’s my mother you're talking about.”
    He smirks at me, “like mother like daughter. Now I know where you get your looks from. Let’s just hope the mother is nicer than the daughter.”
    “Ha ha very funny.”
    Jason puts one arm around my waist at the small of my back and grabs my right hand and places it just above his heart on his chest. I guess we are done talking. Like Jackson he moves with fluid grace on the dance floor. What in the world does the FBI do take their agents aside and teach them ballroom dancing?
    Just as I was about to voice my question aloud I get the most intoxicating scent that hit me so hard my knees about buckle. Jason grabs me closer to steady me.
    “You okay?” Jason asks looking down at me.
    “Yeah