Mr Spencer (Mr. 2) - Page 3

“Yep.” I sigh as I drain my glass. “He sure is.”

“Let’s go back and talk to that nice guy. The poor man has been chasing you for months.”

I glance back over at the guy and wince. “Let’s not.” I grab another champagne from a passing tray. “What the hell is his name anyway?”

Spencer

“Do you want a drink, sweetheart?” he asks as he drops his hand to her pregnant stomach. “Are you okay?” he asks softly, thinking we can’t hear.

Bree widens her eyes at my best friend. “I’m fine, Julian. Will you stop worrying?”

Sebastian and I exchange looks with a roll of our eyes. Good God, what has she done with my best friend and who is this imposter standing in his place?

“I’ll have a lemonade please.” Bree smiles.

“Don’t leave her alone for a minute.” Julian points to Seb and me before walking off through the crowd.

I roll my eyes. “Yeah, yeah. God, Bree, you must be sick to death of him. He’s like a fucking rash.”

Bree giggles. “He’s pretty full on.”

I smile at the wonderful woman in front of me. She has transformed my best friend Julian Masters’ world, and I adore her for it.

Julian reappears through the crowd with the drinks, and I glance down and see a woman in a pink dress. I’ve never seen her before.

“Who in God’s name is that?” I ask as I study the perfect specimen.

“That’s Lady Charlotte,” Julian answers.

“Lady?” I frown. “She has a title?”

“Her father is the Earl of Nottingham.”

“Really?” I reply, fascinated.

“Don’t bother perusing that one. She is well and truly out of your league, old boy.” Julian takes a sip of his beer. “Her blood is too blue, even for you.”

I watch the gorgeous creature talking and laughing with her friend.

“Let’s go after these drinks, Mrs Masters,” Julian says to his wife.

“Okay.” She smiles.

I look over to my friends, annoyed. “Why do you want to go? Stay here with us.”

“Because the prospect of taking my beautiful wife home and doing unspeakable things to her body is a lot more appealing that staying here with you.”

I smirk at Masters. “Lucky prick.” My eyes fall back to Lady Charlotte. “I need to get me some of this pregnant sex you keep talking about, Masters,” I mutter.

“You’ll need a willing woman f

or that, Spence,” he replies.

My eyes go back down to the woman in the pink dress. “I do love a challenge. Maybe Lady Charlotte is dying to be impregnated tonight,” I reply.

Julian rolls his eyes.

“Or simply dying to get away from you,” Sebastian mutters.

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