Falling for My Best Friend (Fated #1) by Hazel Kelly Read Free Book Online Page A

what he said. He would’ve wanted you to
follow in his and my footsteps and dedicate your life to making other people
lots of money.”
    “And helping people be fit enough to go out and make their own
money- or spend it how they want- isn’t good enough?”
    “It’s not my first choice.”
    I sighed. “Will you at least think about coming to look at the
locations I’ve scouted out? I think I already know which one I prefer, but I
would appreciate your opinion.”
    “Will you at least promise me that you’ll consider my offer of
training here and joining the team?”
    “Do you want me to lie to you?”
    “No.”
    “Then no, I’m not going to consider your offer. I know what I
want to do, and while I don’t need your permission by any stretch, it would
mean a lot to me if you would give me your blessing.”
    “What does your Mother think of all this?”
    “She just wants me to be happy.”
    “Well, that’s why I married her, isn’t it? Because she’s a
better person than I am.”
    I smiled. “You’re not so bad.”
    “And what about this Chelsea? Is she a better person than you
are?”
    “I don’t know. You’ve met her. Why do you ask?”
    “Cause if I’m going to get ambushed with any more wedding
expenses, I want to know right now.”
    I laughed. “No, you’re good. Unless you’ve got other kids to
consult that I don’t know about, Claire’s is the only wedding you’re on the
hook for.”
    “She’s doing my head in with this shit, Aiden. I swear to God.
This guy better be a goddamn prince for how far I’m reaching in my pocket. Your
mother called me earlier to let me know they’ve decided on centerpieces from
Italy. Italy!”
    “At least you only get married once, right?”
    He rolled his eyes. “No shit. I’m not kidding though. If they
don’t start cutting corners somewhere, her wedding is going to be my funeral!
Honestly, next thing I know they’ll be telling me they want real doves to
deliver the invitations to people.”
    “Maybe you could compromise and get a discount on carrier
pigeons if you order in bulk.”
    “I must remember that,” he said. “In case they try and pull
anything.”
    “Why don’t you change your focus?”
    “Pardon?”
    “Why don’t you stop focusing on how much everything is costing
you and start focusing on how good you’re going to feel when you’re walking
Claire down the aisle knowing that, because of you, she got to have the wedding
of her dreams?”
    My Dad smiled gently, his eyes forming little crescents. “You’re
a good kid, Aiden, and you know what else?”
    “What?”
    “You’d make a damn fine trader.”
     
     

Chapter 9: Lucy
     
     
    “You’re going to love the raspberry lemonade,” I told Fiona as she
sat down. “As soon as I tasted it, I knew I had to bring you here.”
    “Well, I hope the food’s good, too, cause I’m starving,” she
said, looking around the crowded outdoor patio and staring down other people’s
plates.
    “This many people can’t be wrong, right?”
    “I suppose. It’s got four stars on Yelp anyway.”
    I rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t have been surprised that she
checked. Her sense of adventure extended about as far as three and a half stars
on Yelp.
    She slipped a skinny menu out from between the salt and pepper
and opened it. “How’d you find this place?”
    “The guy I had lunch with last week took me here.”
    She looked up at me. “The guy you hooked up with?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Are you sure you’re not just trying to run into him again?”
    I laughed. “Quite the opposite. But even if I did, it wouldn’t
be weird. That ship has sailed, and we were totally on the same page.”
    “Was he any good?” she asked, looking back down at her menu.
    I shrugged. “I’d give him a three and a half on Yelp.”
    She smiled. “I like it when you speak my language.”
    “I recommend the pulled pork wrap. I’d have slept with the guy
just for introducing me to it.”
    “Sold,” she