The Mentor (Necessary Lies Book 1) by Alison Ryan Read Free Book Online Page B

it’s pretty cold, none of it’s going to melt. We’ll probably at least be stuck here another day.”
    I sighed, “Great. I need to get back to school. I told them I’d be gone a week.”
    “Camilla,” Nolan said. “You haven’t even been gone more than 2 days. Relax.”
    I rolled my eyes, feeling like a sullen teenager. Something about how Nolan spoke to me made me feel like a child. Or at least, like he thought of me as one.
    “Oh,” he said, standing up. He walked around me toward the sink. “Now that it’s not snowing, feel free to use the hot tub. I was thinking of using it later.”
    “But there’s snow around it,” I said. “And I don’t have a bathing suit anyway.”
    “Hot tubs are great when there’s snow,” Nolan said. “Anyway, you don’t have to use it. Just reminding you of it.”
    “Thanks,” I said, flatly. “I’ll keep it in mind.”
    “Alright,” he said. “Well… If you need anything, I suppose you know where I am now.”
    Was that a smirk on his face? It seemed like it. He definitely didn’t buy the restroom story. I wanted to die.
    I was alone in the kitchen now, just me and my cold Lean Cuisine meal. And despite everything I should have been thinking about, all I could think about was Nolan. And part of me wished he hadn’t gone off to his room so quickly.

Nine
     
    Once I was back in my room, I had to admit relaxing in the hot tub for a little while didn’t sound like such a terrible idea. It also usually made me tired. I could soak a while, come upstairs, read a few pages on my Kindle, and drift off to sleep.
    I dug through my suitcase. I’d thrown my whole closet in it, so I thought I might have just thrown a swimsuit in there too. Otherwise, I was going to have to go in a t-shirt and shorts. Not ideal.
    As luck would have it, I’d packed a two piece. One I hadn’t worn in a really long time, so I hoped it still fit. It was on the skimpier side; I’d worn it on a trip to Myrtle Beach last summer to visit my roommate. I’d had mono the semester before, so I was thin enough to pull it off. One perk to mono- it made you skinny.
    But I wasn’t skinny now, so part of me wondered if I should even attempt to shove my ass into it. What the hell, I figured. It’s not like there was anyone to impress. And Nolan was off in his room, doing whatever hot, mysterious, attorneys do when they’re alone.
    I squeezed myself into it. My boobs spilled out of it obscenely and I thought about putting a t-shirt over it but since no one was going to see me in it, I decided to forego the modesty.
    The bottoms weren’t much better. Both my ass cheeks hung out of them, making it more like a Brazilian bikini than a full-bottomed one. I glanced in the full length mirror. I was incredibly curvy but I still had a naturally taut, flat stomach, and pretty nice legs. I didn’t look half bad. For me.
    I wrapped a large, plush towel I’d found in the bathroom around my body and went quietly downstairs to check out this hot tub situation.
    As I walked through the kitchen, I passed a good sized wine rack in the space between the pantry and one of the ovens. It was full of course- my father loved his wine. And suddenly, wine sounded very good. A glass of wine, hot tub, and then sleep. Just what I needed. A different kind of escape.
    I popped open a bottle of pinot noir and poured a generous amount into one of the glasses I found in the cabinets above the rack. I guzzled it, which wasn’t the most attractive thing I’d done in my life, but I needed a buzz.
    The wine was good. It had an earthy, rich taste to it and I immediately had another glass after the first one. I sipped the second glass more slowly, taking my time with it as I stared out into the night.
    My head felt nice and light. I was ready to relax.
    The hot tub sat under the large porch above it, so no snow had fallen inside the tub, but banks of white powder surrounded it in a U shape. The sky was clear now, the stars twinkling