Jack’s Dee-Light by Lacey Thorn Read Free Book Online

her own fucked-up life. She’d glared at him and told him to kiss her ass. What was wrong with him lately?
    Her phone buzzed.
    Café at 1?
    C u there , Jacey texted back.
    Maybe she’d hear from Dee before then. Hopefully she would. It was going to be a long morning. With a sigh she started her car and pulled out, deciding to head to the gym where she worked even though it was her day off. She often told her clients that hard exercise was a great way to clear your mind. Maybe she should take her own advice for a change.

Chapter Five
     
    Dee spent a crazy week in Chicago. Grun had met a new woman in Europe—a younger one—and he wanted her help with a younger wardrobe and all that. Of course, he did what he wanted anyways, buying whatever tripped his fancy. Which was exactly what she encouraged anyways. If the woman was interested in him, then she was interested in him, not some younger version of him. He’d sneaked in a couple of things here and there for Dee as well, claiming he’d forgotten her birthday.
    They’d gone over his upcoming schedule, the where and when of events. He had several new requests for speaking engagements and she needed to update his press packet to include the newest book that would release in another month. She’d meant to call Jacey but by the time she was done in the evenings, she was exhausted. Grun had the energy of a roomful of preschoolers. She, on the other hand, didn’t.
    Then, there was the fact that he’d fired two of his house staff for taking advantage of his mother’s kindness. And rightly so, as they’d tried to steal several items. They’d been caught red-handed by the “old, crazy bitch” of the house though. Grun was more furious at the vulgarity his mother had endured than the attempted theft. Honestly, Dee was as well. Needless to say, part of the week was spent with her interviewing possible new hires, though Grun would have the final word.
    So when she got up Friday morning and started packing for her flight back home she finally remembered to give Jacey a call.
    “Finally, I hear from you. I was worried that Grun had finally talked you into running away with him forever.”
    Dee laughed. “Never. He’d kill me, or I’d kill him. Whichever. One of us wouldn’t survive a long-term arrangement.”
    “So you back in town?”
    “Nope, just packing to head home. Sorry I didn’t call sooner. It’s been a crazy week.”
    “G-man kept you busy, huh?” Jacey’s laugh trickled over the line.
    “Exhaustingly busy,” Dee agreed. “I should be home from the airport around four, four thirty.”
    “Good then you can meet Mischa and me for a late dinner and drinks tonight and tell us about your glamorous week. Say around seven?”
    Dee snorted. “If I can still move when I get home, I will. As long as I don’t fall down somewhere and go to sleep.” She laughed.
    “We could do lunch tomorrow if you want instead,” Jacey suggested.
    “Is everything okay?” Dee asked. “Nothing happened while I was gone, did it?”
    “No.” Jacey laughed it off but Dee didn’t think it rang quite true. “You know how much we look forward to hearing about your week with him. And seeing what cool gifts he bought you this time.”
    “A new pair of fabulous heels,” Dee said, looking down at her feet and admiring her newest pair. Everyone knew that heels were her weakness. Her alarm beeped on her phone, reminding her that she had two hours before her flight.
    “I hear your alarm,” Jacey said with a laugh.
    “I have to head to the airport now,” Dee said, putting her on speakerphone while she turned the alarm off. She left Jacey on speaker, tossing her phone on the bed while she finished stowing her stuff in her bag.
    “Dee, darling, can you bring me a towel?” Grun’s called from the bathroom. Her shower had been leaking this morning and of course Grun was sure he could fix it. She’d already called a repair guy and he was set to arrive in another thirty minutes,