Chapters (73)
- Praise
- Praise
- Praise
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Acknowledgements
- Teaser chapter
Shames spotted them coming and went to meet them, or rather, Liz.
“Well, hello,” he said, taking both her hands and kissing her on both cheeks.
“Will you excuse me?” Stone asked. They didn’t seem to notice, so he left them and made his way across the large room to where the bar had been set up on a long table. “A gin and tonic,” Stone said to the bartender.
“Coming up,” the bartender replied.
Stone saw Callie across the room and waved to her. She waved back, but seemed to have no interest in joining him.
“Here you are,” the bartender said.
“Thank you,” Stone replied, accepting the drink.
“You know,” a voice behind him said, “I think you may look better in that dinner jacket than the original owner did.”
Stone turned around and found Arrington Carter Calder standing there, looking gorgeous. Before she put her arms around his neck and kissed him, he could see, over her shoulder, Callie Hodges making her way toward them.
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HER LIPS MELTED INTO STONE’S, AND HER BODY WAS against his, and only the thought of Callie approaching made him take hold of Arrington’s shoulders and hold her back. He smiled broadly for effect. “It’s good to see you, Arrington.”
Then Callie was upon them. “Well, Stone,” she said, “who’s this?”
“Callie, I’d like you to meet Arrington Calder,” Stone said, trying not to dab at his lips.
“Well, clearly, you two have met before tonight,” Callie said. “How do you do, Arrington?”
“Very well, Callie. I believe we talked on the phone this morning.”
“Yes. Thad very much wanted to have you here. Have you seen him yet?”
“Yes, when I arrived.”
“I hope your room is comfortable.”
“It is, indeed, though it smells a little of paint.”
“We apologize,” Callie said. “I understand you and Stone know each other.”
“We’re old friends,” Arrington said.
“Yes,” Stone echoed, wanting somehow to guide this conversation, if he could. “And how did you manage to get Arrington here so quickly, Callie?”
“We sent the airplane for her this morning,” Callie said sweetly.
“Twenty-four hours ago,” Arrington said, “who knew I’d be in Palm Beach tonight?”
“Yes,” Stone replied, casting a sharp glance at Callie. “Who knew?”
Callie suddenly seemed flustered. “Please excuse me, I have to welcome somebody,” she said. She had not even glanced at the door, but she made off in that direction.
“And how do you know Thad Shames?” Stone asked.
“Vance and I met him in Los Angeles early last year. Vance was an early investor in some of his companies. And how do you happen to be here, Stone?”
“I’ve been doing some work for Thad, which involved coming to Palm Beach.”
“What sort of work?”
“I’m afraid it’s confidential.”
“Show me around the house, will you?” she said.