Two Weddings and a Fugitive (The Chanel Series Book 4) by Donna Joy Usher Read Free Book Online

clarified.
    He nodded.
    ‘Whoa.’ Nick waved a hand between us. ‘You two are related.’
    I said, ‘Kind of,’ at the same time that Billy said, ‘Yes.’
    ‘Well which is it Toots?’ Nick asked.
    ‘Well Nicky,’ I replied, smiling as his face turned red (I just knew he would hate being called any sort of kiddy name), ‘we have the same father.’
    The waitress arriving with our food saved me from his acrid reply. He made a big deal of moving his garlic bread out of my reach and then offering it to Billy and Salindra.
    Salindra declined, apparently her garden salad was enough to satisfy her famished state. Billy took a big bite out of his piece, and then spent the next minute raving on about how it was the best garlic bread he’d ever had. I ignored him.
    ‘So what’s our job?’ Salindra asked as she chased a cherry tomato around with her fork.
    ‘Boris knows what we look like,’ he said. ‘He’ll be expecting us. He won’t be expecting you two.’
    I snorted. They certainly wouldn’t be expecting Nick.
    As if he knew what I was thinking, Nick stopped chewing his veal long enough to throw me a dirty look. I smiled sweetly and popped some more lasagne into my mouth.
    ‘I will be protecting Matt. Chanel, you and Nick will be with Tara. But at the very least, one of us will be with them at all times when they are not in the hotel.’
    I wasn’t miffed that he didn’t think I was up to the job by myself, ‘cause quite frankly, where Boris was involved, I knew I wasn’t.
    ‘Sal you will be the good tourist, travelling the island, hanging out at the hot spots.’
    Sal?
    ‘So my job is to find their hide-out.’ She sat back into her chair and stared up at the roof while she tapped a long, delicate finger on her chin. ‘If they know what you two look like, why are you sticking close to the bride and groom?’
    It was a very good question. Damn it.
    ‘As a deterrent. Hopefully they won’t make a move on Matt if they know we are with him.’
    ‘So basically, Boris knows that you know that he will be coming for Matt.’ Nick stabbed his fork at Billy and then picked up an enormous chunk of veal and stuffed it into his mouth. He proceeded to chewed noisily. ‘You are hoping,’ a small piece of meat flew out of his mouth and landed by my plate, ‘that he will only make a move if he can get Matt alone.’
    ‘And that won’t be happening.’ Billy had a determined look in his eye.
    ‘But you don’t want to scare him off. You want to find him and capture him.’
    ‘Exactly.’
    ‘So they didn’t mind adding us to their bridal party?’ I asked. Most brides would freak out at something like that.
    ‘Oh, I was already the best man,’ Billy said. ‘Tara’s sister is pregnant, again.’ He chuckled. ‘Anyway she was quite happy to bow out. Something about swollen ankles and high heels.’
    After we had finished eating we headed back out to the golf buggy and up the hill to our accommodation.
    ‘There are two bedrooms left.’ Billy waved a hand in the direction of the spare rooms. ‘You two sort it out.’
    I kicked off my shoes and padded over to my room, putting my handbag on my bed. It was time to have that shower, and maybe a nap, before going out with Mum and Harry. I grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom.
    ‘You have got to be kidding,’ Nick said. He was standing in the doorway to the room next to mine and I knew what he was looking at.
    ‘Last in last served,’ Billy said.
    ‘I have to sleep in a freakin’ bunk bed?’
    ‘Someone had to,’ Salindra said.
    ‘You’re the best fit for that room.’ I probably shouldn’t have said it.
    His face went red and his eyes bulged from his head. ‘That’s sizest,’ he said. ‘I’m going to put in an official report about your sizest attitude.’
    ‘I don’t have a sizest attitude.’ That was ridiculous. I didn’t have any attitude. And besides, I’d only said what we’d all been thinking.
    ‘You’ve been bullying me