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Clay was a bit shocked to hear what his wife was doing to the Teller-Morrow lot. She put her foot down and insisted it was a good thing that was happening and that partnering up, so-to-speak with Michael, would benefit both businesses. Clay wasn't convinced but his wife ended the conversation as she slammed the bathroom door closed not wanting to argue with her husband anymore. She took off her make-up, brushed out her hair, and slipped into her nightgown as she fumed silently.
Michael took his daughter and his wife, Kay, out to dinner at one of Charming's swankiest restaurants to celebrate. They chatted about the new business and the new book their best-selling author daughter was writing. Although she'd gone to school for business management, she began writing erotic novels in her spare time when she was in high school. She'd gotten one published and it had shot to the "Hot 100" charts which surprised everyone. Her mother wasn't thrilled with the idea of her daughter writing erotic novels but she had a talent for it. She made her own money from it which Isabella liked and it gave her something to do besides sit around.
The family did a lot of charity work as well but Isabella wanted something to do in the evenings when she was home alone. Her publicist understood her writing was second while she worked at her father's company but always encouraged her to write as much as she could at home. Isabella usually stayed in front of her deadlines which her publicist, Nancy, liked about her client. She had a string of hit books that Isabella was incredibly proud of. She'd only had one sexual encounter and that was while she was in college but she had a vivid imagination. After their nice dinner, Isabella was dropped off at her condo. She smiled and opened her door, shutting it with her foot after walking inside, and couldn't wait to get to writing some on her new novel.
That Saturday, construction started to make a driveway between the Teller-Morrow lot and the new gas station. Gemma had all her guys move everything they could for the construction people although Jax wasn't sure why she had agreed to this to begin with. Gemma called up Isabella for a meeting when Jax had brought up people coming over late at night. She thought putting a gate up to stop after-hours visits would be enough. She wanted to talk to the young woman who promised to arrive after lunch. Happy was sitting out on the picnic table with Tig, Juice, and Chibs with a familiar BMW pulled into the lot. She stepped out looking gorgeous as usual.
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"Damn that girl's hot! I wonder how freaky she is in bed?" Tig stated making Chibs and Juice laugh.
Happy just growled as he stared down the SAA who paid him no attention as they watched her walk straight into the auto shop's office. Gemma looked her up and down with a smile and nodded towards the chair in front of her desk. Isabella quickly had a seat after greeting Mrs. Teller-Morrow. She asked what they needed to discuss making Gemma smile at her. 'Straight to the point, I see.' Gemma mused.
"Well, my son had a good point. We don't want anyone coming onto our property after we shut down for the night. We have a lot of parties here, you see, and we don't need anyone crashing it. Would it be possible to put up a swinging gate for us to shut at night after the auto shop closes down?" Gemma asked.
