What a Westmoreland Wants by Brenda Jackson Read Free Book Online Page B

idea. He asked me if you fainted when the plane hit the first pocket of turbulence.”
    She made a face. “Funny. Did he mention how Chloe is doing?”
    “Yes, she’s fine, just can’t wait for November to roll around.” He smiled. “She has two more months to go.”
    “I started to call them last night when we got in, but after I took a shower and went to bed that did it for me. I hadn’t thought I’d be able to sleep so soundly, but I did.”
    During the rest of their meal, Gemma explained to him how they managed to pull off a surprise baby shower for Chloe last month right under her sister-in-law’s nose, and how, although Ramsey and Chloe didn’t want to know the sex of the baby before it was born,Megan, Bailey and she were hoping for a girl, while Zane, Derringer and the twins were anticipating a boy.
    Sipping coffee and sharing breakfast with Callum seemed so natural. She hadn’t ever shared breakfast with him before…at least not when it had been just the two of them. Occasionally, they would arrive at Ramsey’s place for breakfast at about the same time, but there had always been other family members around. She found him fun to talk to and felt good knowing he had noticed her outfit and even complimented her on how she looked. She had caught him staring at her a few times, which meant he couldn’t ignore her so easily after all.
    They had finished breakfast and were heading back toward the elevators when suddenly someone called out.
    “Callum, it’s you! I can’t believe you’re home!”
    Both Callum and Gemma glanced around at the same time a woman threw herself at him and proceeded to wrap her arms around his waist while placing a generous smack on his lips.
    “Meredith! It’s good to see you,” Callum said, trying to pry himself from the woman’s grip. Once that was accomplished, he smiled pleasantly at the dark-haired female who was smiling up at him like an adoring fan. “What are you doing in town so early?”
    The woman laughed. “I’m meeting some friends for breakfast.” It was then that she turned and regarded Gemma. “Oh, hello.”
    The first thought that came into Gemma’s mind was that the woman was simply beautiful. The second was that if it was the woman’s intent to pretend she was just noticing Gemma’s presence, then she had failedmiserably, since there was no way she could have missed her, when she’d nearly knocked her down getting to Callum.
    “Meredith, I’d love you to meet a good friend of mine,” he said, reaching out, catching Gemma’s hand and pulling her closer to his side. “Gemma Westmoreland. Gemma, this is Meredith Kenton. Meredith’s father and mine are old school chums.”
    Gemma presented her hand to the woman when it became obvious the woman was not going to extend hers. “Meredith.”
    Meredith hesitated a second before taking it. “So, you’re from the States, Gemma?”
    “Yes.”
    “Oh.”
    She then turned adoring eyes on Callum again, and Gemma didn’t miss the way the woman’s gaze lit up when Callum smiled at her. “Now that you’re back home, Callum, what about us doing dinner at the Oasis, going sailing and having a picnic on the beach.”
    For crying out loud. Will you let the man at least catch his breath, Gemma wanted to scream, refusing to consider that she was feeling a bit jealous. And besides, for all you know, I might be his woman and if I were I wouldn’t let him do any of those things with you. Talk about blatant disrespect.
    “I’m going to be tied up this visit,” Callum said, easing Gemma closer to his side. Gemma figured he was trying to paint a picture for Meredith that really wasn’t true—that they were a twosome. Any other time she might have had a problem with a man insinuating such a thing, but in this case she didn’t mind. In fact,she welcomed the opportunity to pull the rug right out from under Miss Disrespect. Meredith was obviously one of those “pushy” women.
    “And I’m only back home for a