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Chase stood there with his mouth agape. My smile looked like a grimace now because I just stared at him. I quickly looked away and began following my parents down the stairs to all the guests.
I had no idea what he was even doing there! Then I caught sight of one of the waiters and sure enough, he was wearing the exact same uniform as Chase.
I never knew he worked for a catering company though! I was sure he would have told us something like that.
People began coming up and telling me how nice I looked and complimenting me and telling me about how wonderful their sons and grandsons were, but I was hardly paying any attention. I kept looking around to find Chase.
Suddenly when I was stuck talking to a particularly annoying man boast about his wonderful son and silver tray with food dropped into my vision.
“Appetizer Miss?” His deep voice echoed through my ears. A voice I could recognize a mile away.
I looked up into the green eyes that were Chase’s. “Oh…thank you.” I replied taking a Swedish meatball off the tray with a toothpick.
“Of course. Is there anything else I can get you?” He asked with an obviously fake smile. His eyes were clearly burning with questions.
I turned to the man that was chatting me up and kindly excused myself.
I returned my gaze to Chase and replied, “I’d like to see what you have. Do you mind escorting me to the kitchen?” I smiled brightly back at him, but he knows my fake smile just as much as I know his.
A smirk slowly began to show itself, “This is your house I’d figure you’d know.”
“Of course I do, but I would like some help getting through the crowd if you don’t mind. I mean you are working for my family aren’t you?”
His eye twitched slightly, “Right this way Miss.”
We weaved our way through the crowd and I slowly walked behind him.
Right before we reached the kitchen I grabbed him by the back of his shirt and began dragging him down a different hallway that led to my room. We needed to talk.
“Hey!” He exclaimed.
“Just shut up and come with me.” I growled. Proper Abril Hanson was gone. Now Abby Smith was back.
“So it is you.” He smirked.
“Of course it is?! Are you blind?”
We got to my door and I threw it open and quickly shut it behind us.
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Rich Rags
RomanceAbril has a secret...she's the daughter of the richest man in the county, but because of a childhood incident she decides she can't tell anyone, even her five quirky best friends. But what happens when the secret begins to get harder to keep? Espec...
