Not Just Play by Warick Love Read Free Book Online

everything.
     
    She lightly squeezed his arm and grinned at him. “Blake, you look like an absolute playboy. I sincerely hope that you are not causing a lot of women plenty of tears. How about you, are you seeing someone?”
     
    “I just look like a playboy, but Max is the true playboy.” Garnet’s eyes widened so he smiled teasingly. “Am kidding and no, am not seeing someone. Work has kept me busy. Besides, who would have me now?”
     
    “You haven’t change. You’re still oblivious to the female attention you often get. Garnet scanned the entire venue. I could name three ladies eyeing you right now.”
     
    “Are you included in the three?”
     
    Just then, Max swooped in from out of nowhere. “Alright, brother. Your time is up. It’s my turn now.”
     
    Blake shrugged his shoulders and looked directly at Garnet. “Can’t blame him.” With that, he left the dance floor with three easy manly strides.
     
    “Finally, I was able to snatch you away from him.” Max whispered as he held her possessively.
     
    Garnet wrinkled her brows, slightly amused. “What do you mean by that?”
     
    “Don’t tell me you don’t see it.”
     
    “See what?”
     
    “The way Blake looks at you.”
     
    “How does he look at me?” Garnet asked.
     
    “I don’t know but it bothers me. I think he really likes you.”
     
    “Don’t we like that? I mean, he likes me. Don’t you want him to like me? At least, he doesn’t give me the cold shoulder or something like that.”
     
    “You know that’s not what I meant, Garnet. The man obviously LIKES you.”
     
    “Oh Max. Please don’t be silly. He’s Blake. He’s your brother. Maybe he’s just excited to see me. Like I am excited to see him. It’s been years.”
     
    Max sighed. “Whatever. Come here.” With that, he held her even more tightly. We had a deal Garnet. I hope nothing will go against that.”
     
    “Nothing will, Max.”
     
    Garnet held his shoulder and wondered why his tone bothered her. Max is being silly. Blake is Blake.
     

 
    Six
     
    Garnet raised her sunglasses on the top of her head and sighed in amazement. “Oh, this beach is simply gorgeous!”
     
    “She says that all the time.”, said a woman’s voice in that very familiar French accent.
     
    “ Tante Gabrielle! She rushed towards her very chic aunt and hugged her. The older woman’s golden bangles clicking and clacking as she moved.
     
    “Oh I missed you, Garnet. And who are these two dashing men?”
     
    “Oh, remember Blake?”
     
    “Nice to see you again Blake.” The woman eyed him curiously.
     
    “ Tante Gabrielle, this is Max, my fiancé.”
     
    “Hello, Max.” She smiled lightly.
     
    “Come in, everyone. Welcome to my home. You can stay here for as long as you want. Keep me company.”
     
    “We would love that, Tante Gabrielle.” Blake said and added, “ Mmmmm something smells delish.”
     
    Tante Gabrielle beamed. “I like you, young man. I am baking some lemon tarts for dessert later.”
     
    “Let me show you to your rooms.”
     
    They had their lunch at the backyard patio, with the breeze softly wafting. The food was delicious. They had some delicious clam chowder, some baked chicken and potatoes, and a yummy lemon tart. By the time the meal was over, their tummies were so full.
     
    The two men went to their respective rooms afterwards, while Gabrielle and Garnet stayed in the kitchen for some tea.
     
    “When is the wedding?” Tante Gabrielle asked without preamble.
     
    “A couple of months from now.” Garnet said as she took a sip of her favourite hibiscus tea.
     
    “You don’t look ecstatic or happy, dear. Is something wrong?” Gabrielle knew her niece so well to know that there is indeed something not quite so right.
     
    Garnet looked at her reflection on the back of the spoon and sighed. ‘I’m just jet lagged. Of course, everything is fine, Tante Gabrielle.”
     
    The older woman touched her niece’s hand and pursed her