Free Lucky Break by April Angel Page A

had softened, and he’d been the perfect companion through the rest of the evening. It was kind of freaky.
    “Luckyyyy! If you keep ignoring me, I’m going to pout and whine until you tell me what the heck happened between you and the bad boy, Mr. Sexy.”
    “Bad boy?” She grinned. Jazz could be very imaginative, but this time she really thought he was spot on. Jared might dress in a suit, but she saw the rough side of him underneath. His eyes always spoke for him—harsh and gentle, passionate and untamed. All of it made her want to get to know each side of him. And if things went as they had tentatively set, she would.
    “Hell yes! You didn’t see the look he gave you and the guy you were dancing with. I swear, chica, he was jealous. He’d glance away, but his gaze kept straying back to you. It was kind of fun to watch a man so torn between going to you and staying away.”
    “You think he was torn?” She was certainly torn with her decisions of him, but it was so hard to fight the chemistry and pull he seemed to have on her, and apparently he felt the same way. It was refreshing and helped her feel a bit more at ease that he was also fighting some of the attraction he felt.
    “Oh yes. He was torn, pissed-off, unsure, and in the end he just gave up and decided to approach you on the dance floor.”
    She grinned when Jazz waggled his brows. “I loved how you just walked away and left him standing there. You should’ve seen his face. Priceless. He looked like a little lost puppy.”
    “I highly doubt Jared Thomas has ever looked like a lost puppy.” Just the image made her chuckle.
    Jazz tore out the insides of his bagel and dumped them on a separate plate before applying a thick coat of cream cheese to the toasty brown skin. “That’s because you didn’t see what I saw. Trust me, girl, you can make him do flips if you wanted.”
    She bit into her croissant and watched Jazz cut his bagel into quarters before he took a tiny bite. “I don’t want him to do flips. I just don’t want to be lied to again. Is that such a big deal?”
    He waved his hand in a negative and drank his coffee. “No, it’s not. And I really don’t think he’ll be playing those games with you.”
    “Who knows, Jazz? I’m taking this one day at a time. The last thing I want is another rich man who’s going to use me as his personal game and leave me heartbroken again.” She had a feeling if she continued to spend time with Jared, her feelings would be in jeopardy. She glanced down at her vibrating cell phone.
    “What’s going on?” Jazz asked when she stared at her phone for a while.
    She bit her lip. Her stomach did a flip as she reread the message. “Jared wants to see me again.”
    Jazz bounced in his seat, excitement visible in his sparkling dark eyes. “So see him! What are you waiting for? Do you want me to reply for you?”
    “Heck, no!” She put the smartphone closer to her chest and hit Reply.
    “When are you going to see him?”
    She grinned and knew exactly how to see if he really wanted to get to know her, or if he just wanted to have a warm body every time he wanted a good fuck.
    “I think the day after tomorrow.” She typed her reply, hit Send, and locked the screen before she changed her mind.
    “Wait.” Jazz frowned. “Don’t you have catering stuff to do then?”
    She grinned. “I do. Nobody said he can’t come with me.”
    Jazz’s eyes widened. “Ooooh you evil, awesome woman! You’re going to make him sit through tastings and decoration talk!”
    She giggled and shrugged. “I am. Can’t wait to see how he handles it.”
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Lucky made her way to Jared’s waiting sports car with a smile. He was lucky Nina lived in one of the suburbs, and he didn’t have to fight city traffic. She headed for his car with a spring in her step. So what if she’d worn one of her prettiest sundresses and took extra care to do her makeup and hair for her appointments. It wasn’t for