Free Be My Love Song by Sable Hunter Page B

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only man ever to prefer her over her sister was an ancient pervert who was
determined to get his hands on Windswept. Just her luck. “I’m sorry, I have to
go.”
    Before he could say another word, Maddie ran. By the time
she reached the elevator, she was panting—and not in a good way. “I need a
bath, a hot bath.” Shivering, she looked over her shoulder to make sure
Beaumont hadn’t followed her. Neither Morgana nor her mother was in sight
either, thank goodness. Her sister was scheduled to meet Sergio and there
really was only enough time for her to get ready and meet West. Worrying over
the hurricane safety upgrades, fighting her materialistic clan and avoiding the
fossilized Christian Grey wannabe would have to wait till later.
    The doors clattered open and she had to step aside as a
young couple came out hand in hand. “How are you two feeling today?”
    “We’re good, Miss Cross. How are you? We heard about your
roses.”
    “Good news travels fast.” She smiled and ducked inside. The
way gossip moved at Windswept constantly amazed Maddie. Letting out a long
breath, she leaned against the side of the elevator, myriad thoughts clamoring
in her mind. What would the evening with Wes hold? And what was Hugh Beaumont’s
big secret?
    When the bell clanged to announce she’d reached her suite,
Madeline pushed from the wall and stepped into her safe haven. Now all she had
to do was transform herself from ordinary to extraordinary for her date with
Weston. Was that possible? She giggled at her own dilemma. What she needed was
a fairy godmother and a magic wand. Since those weren’t available, she guessed
she’d just make do with Tilly and a curling wand.

 
    Chapter
Seven
     
     
     
    Whistling, West headed to his car, carrying a big box of the
best chocolates he could find. He also had a delicate silver necklace with a
beautiful filigree heart to place around Madeline’s neck. “Man, I’ve got it
bad.” The daydreams he’d had last night were hot enough to melt his shorts.
He’d pleasured himself twice since leaving her bed earlier that morning—and all
they’d done so far was kiss.
    Well, tonight would be different. He smiled, remembering how
sweet she’d been to hold and how responsive her little body had been in his
arms. There was so much he wanted to know. So many questions he wanted to ask.
Hell, he was a half hour early going to pick her up. That ought to tell how
anxious he was to be with Madeline Cross again.
    When he considered the circumstances of their meeting, he
was amazed it had all worked out as well as it had. What if he’d sent his
secretary like he’d planned to do? Or what if her sister hadn’t been there
giving Maddie a hard time? All of it had seemed to be orchestrated by a benevolent
good that had placed each piece of the puzzle in exactly the right place.
However it had happened, Weston Rogers was extremely grateful Madeline Cross
had come into his life.
    Ring! Ring!
    Pulling out of his driveway, Weston answered his phone and
grinned. “Hey, Dallas, I was planning on calling you tomorrow.”
    “I figured to beat you to the punch. I have a hot date
tonight.”
    “So do I, brother.”
    “Really?” Dallas sounded skeptical. West knew his brother
loved to give him a hard time. “How much did you have to pay by the hour?”
    Remembering how he’d met Maddie, he laughed. “There’s
actually a story behind all of this, but I don’t have time to tell you now. How
about we all get together tomorrow afternoon? Want to throw some steaks on the
grill with me and Aiden?”
    “Sounds like a plan. Bring a six-pack and I’ll buy the beef.
Aiden can bring dessert.”
    “You got a deal, Dallas.”
    “So, I saw Sunny yesterday. She is badmouthing you all over
town.”
    West made his turn onto Seawall Boulevard. “I’m not
surprised. She’s one lady who loves to get her own way.”
    “So, who’s the lucky girl? Anyone I know?”
    “I don’t know if you do or not. She’s