Dream On by Jaci Burton Read Free Book Online

sixty-nine for the main course and a nice, long fuck for dessert. She shuddered at the visual of being spread out on the carpet underneath the big window, the setting sun a backdrop for some glorious, sweaty sex. But instead, she sighed and asked, “You ready?”
    He turned to her and she sucked in a breath. Still so damned handsome her heart stopped whenever she looked at him. The way he smiled at her reminded her of when they were young and first fell in love. That smile held a promise of forever. Funny she should see it grace his face now.
    “I’m ready. And you’re gorgeous. Shall we go?” He held out his arm and she stepped toward him, sliding her hand into the crook and feeling every bit like Cinderella on her way to the ball.
    But Cinderella always knew the stroke of midnight would change things, her fantasy would vanish right before her eyes. Kate would do well to remember that too. Anything magical was fleeting at best. Just like her time with Jack.
    “How did you get into the country club?” she asked as they arrived in front of the expansive, one-story Pleasantville Country Club. The golf course was visible from the front porch of their country house and they’d often laughed about how one day they’d be rich enough to afford the ridiculously expensive entry fee. 40
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    Another “one day” that had never happened.
    “I have connections,” he said as he helped her out of the car and tossed the keys to the valet.
    Kate went silent as they walked up the marble steps toward the lobby door. Connections. Right. What kind of connections did he have now that he hadn’t had five years ago? When he left, he’d given her everything, including his business. She’d sold the business and used the money to live on while she worked on her writing career. Hell, why not? He’d abandoned everything and left it all to her to deal with. At least he’d left her something of value.
    There were still so many questions. Why wasn’t she grilling him about where he’d been, what he’d been doing and the most important question of all…why was he back?
    Because you don’t really want to know the answers. The truth of that statement hovered around her like the growing night mist swirling in the air. She cast it aside and preferred oblivious ignorance to knowing the truth. The country club was everything she’d always imagined it would be. Multiple crystal chandeliers graced the cathedral ceiling of the ballroom-sized dining room, their sparkle like glittering diamonds. Parquet flooring led onto rich, thick carpet colored a soft grey and blue. An expansive dance floor centered hundreds of round tables outfitted with white linen tablecloths and fine china and silver. They were so far out of their league here she almost laughed, but didn’t want to call attention to herself. Though no one looked their way as the hostess led them to their table. They could be invisible for all the attention they gathered. Which suited her just fine. At any moment she expected a tap on the shoulder followed by an announcement that they weren’t allowed to stay.
    A very attentive waiter brought them wine, took their food order and acted as if they truly belonged in this opulent lifestyle of the rich. Whatever. If Jack paid them a bundle to get them in for the evening, so be it. She was going to enjoy the food, the drink and dance her heart out.
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    For tomorrow it could all be gone.
    And no one knew that better than her.
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    Chapter Seven

    “Have I told you tonight how beautiful you look?”
    No more than about a hundred times, she mused. But she wasn’t complaining.
    “Thank you, Jack.”
    They’d eaten and had wine, enjoying conversation about the boys and her life since he’d left. Not once had he offered an explanation about the past five years, nor had he given her an inkling to what would happen in their future. A small part of her wanted, needed to know the answers. A large part of her wanted to