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together. As I reach into the pocket, there’s something in it that wasn’t there before. I pull it out. It’s Jonathan Sloan’s business card.

Chapter 7 - Jonathan
    T he sharp and sassy legal team leaves. That Rebecca chick is sexy as hell, and there’s something about her that strikes me as—different somehow. My dick agrees, so I’m thinking, hey, if all goes well, there may be some fringe benefits to covering for my father. Lawyer pussy is some of the sweetest pussy around.
    Dad goes back to tending to his rose bushes, and I’m ready to bust out of the place and head back to Manhattan. I have a sinking feeling that what I just agreed to do for my father will be my complete undoing. But I take my lumps and I’m ready to run with it.
    I’m itching to get out of the place, except I promised Claire I wouldn’t leave until we got a chance to talk. Climbing up the back stairs, I head for her room. I’m already not in the frame of mind to have a long catch up session, so I practice my ‘ I can’t stay long’ line in my head to make it convincing enough. The girl can read me like a book.
    As I approach her room I hear voices. It’s Claire and Parker. It’s loud. Too loud. I don’t hear shit breaking, so I stand in the hallway and wait it out. I say to myself if they keep it up for more than a minute and nothing gets thrown, I’m leaving. I’ve done enough stepping in for family, and maybe it’s time I let things be.
    As I stand there, I hear what they’re talking about, and I’m better off waiting. Claire’s probably gonna need me after this one. Their door is open and I’m standing right outside. They’re so deep in their argument, they don’t even see me. Parker still looks like he’s in control. Claire is off the deep end.
    “Why did you marry me if you feel this way, Parker!” she shouts across the room.
    “Baby, I wish you would stop asking that. Why do you keep asking me that same question over and over again?”
    “I want to know.”
    “Why now? Why not two years ago when you said yes?”
    “It doesn’t add up, that you could love me and take that job in Dubai. I hate Dubai. You know I do. Now tell me why, Parker. Why did you marry me?”
    “Hun, you know I could have done a lot worse. Look at you…brains and beauty, and you’re so hot in bed.”
    Parker is walking on thin ice here. Claire looks like she blew a gasket on the last comment. If I were him, I’d be turning tail and letting her calm down before she chops off a testicle.
    “Well, why did you take that damn job on the other side of the world?”
    “You know exactly why I took it. Your mother asked me to do whatever your Uncle Bill asked, and this is where he said he needed me.”
    “Bullshit. You think I don’t check my facts, Parker? He said you asked for that assignment. I want to know why. Now don’t try and deflect the question. Why did you marry me?”
    “You’re rich, Claire. What else?”
    “Don’t give me that crap. Your family is rich too.”
    “Not as rich as you are.”
    He walks up to her and rubs her shoulder. “Come on baby, you know I just got back after six weeks. I missed you so bad. Just forget about that asinine question. Let’s try to pick up where we left off.”
    She pulls away. “You think I’m going to back down, but not this time. I asked you a simple question—why did you marry me?”
    “Claire, for the love of God. Please stop and take your clothes off. I’m only back for a week, and if you’re not coming there with me, I need to get as much of you as I can before I go back.”
    I’m getting tired of the dramatics and I’m ready to go. But now I want to know why too. Parker showed up after years of Claire pursuing him unsuccessfully, and after two months of dating he asked her to marry him. When she said yes, they had the fastest mega-wedding I ever saw—one that would have taken eighteen months to plan, and was executed to a tee in three weeks. I always wondered why the sudden