Covered Part Two by Mina Holt, Jaden Wilkes Read Free Book Online

Gavin said, his voice oozing that seductive quality that got me so crazy wet, “I might have to punish your naughty mouth when we get home.”
    I whipped my head around and stared at him. “Home?” I asked, “did you just say home?”
    He looked slightly flustered, but said, “Yes, I meant home. My home. Our home.”
    “I guess I have been spending enough time there I might was well go on the lease,” I replied and grinned. He looked a little uncomfortable and I laughed, “Kidding, but I am flattered that you would say home. It feels like home when I’m with you.”
    “Exactly,” he said and pulled me onto his lap. My legs splayed ungracefully and he kissed me. We were deep in it and didn’t notice the driver stopping or getting out or opening the door.
    Suddenly about a billion cameras flashed on us and I almost fell on the floor in the back of the Town Car. I squeaked, embarrassed to have been caught making out with him, but even more embarrassed that I might have flashed the paparazzi my oh so sexy Hello Kitty panties.
    “Back off,” he said and got out, stood and turned to help me before he hammed it up for the cameras. He was a natural in front of a lens, I, as you may have guessed by now, was not. I was just grateful that he took the time to care for me before he started his show.
    The noise was deafening. His bodyguards pulled up in their SUV and hopped out, circled around us, drawing an invisible barrier to keep the crowd back. The woman split like the Red Sea and we made our way into the store.
    I glanced back and realized that the line went to the end of the block and wound out of sight.
    This was going to be a long freaking night.
    We got settled behind a short table Marta had set up near the back of the store and the body guards began to organize the line. Marta was buzzing back and forth like a patchouli scented humming bird, and my coworkers Sylvie, Adrienne and Lydia were rushing around the store looking for any book with Gavin on the front. It looked like we’d be sold out before half the line made it through. Never underestimate the power of perfect abs.
    “Sarai, love, would you text Ethan and Jane and tell them we’ll have to catch up another time?” Gavin asked me and fixed a smile on his face as the first women approached the table.
    “Of course,” I said and took his phone when he handed it to me. He turned back to the women and I found Ethan’s number.
    Sorry, too busy tonight to make it. Another time? I wrote. It felt weird using his name to send his friend a message, even a quick one like that.
    I was about to close his phone and hand it back when I noticed a familiar number. Jenny had texted him a couple hours ago, but he hadn’t replied. My stomach clenched with anger and confusion when I read, Hey hot stuff, can’t wait to see you later. Also can’t wait to have a repeat of the book event. xoxox
    I scrolled up and read three more texts from her number, none of them returned and each as insinuating as the first one I’d read.
    No wonder Gavin didn’t like Jenny, she was making a fool of herself, coming after Gavin, my boyfriend. I appreciated what he had done, protecting me from her, but I wish he’d let me know about it before I’d given her administrator privileges to my blog and basically handed her the keys to my kingdom.
    He took the phone and gave me a funny look, raised his eyebrow and turned back to the fans when I waved off his concern.
    He could read me like an open book, we were very in tune which helped most of the time, but right then I was so pissed off I didn’t want it to effect his mood. So, I did my best as a good girlfriend and watched woman after woman giggle and try desperately to flirt with my boyfriend, all the while thinking about the bitch who was supposed to be my best friend.
    Surely she’d have an explanation for it. I trusted Gavin, but suddenly I wasn’t so sure I could trust Jenny.
     
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    “Mr. James, Gavin, thank you so much,”