Mr Spencer(3)

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 for 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.

I glance over to my dear friend. “I’ll bet you two hundred pounds that I have a date with her by this time next week.”

“Double it. Four hundred,” snaps Masters. “You don’t have a chance with her.”

“Deal.” I smile. My hands drop to Bree’s pregnant stomach and I kiss her softly on the cheek. “Goodbye, darling. Enjoy your unspeakable things.” I turn and head towards the woman in pink.

“Spencer!” I hear a woman call from behind me. I turn and see a brunette in a tight black dress. Sure, she’s very attractive, but she’s got nothing on Lady Charlotte.

“Hello.” I smile.

She holds out her hand to mine. “I’m Linda.” She hesitates. “We met at a Christmas party last year.”

I fake a smile as I try to remember this woman. Nope, I’ve got nothing. “Yes, I remember,” I lie. “How have you been?”

She beams instantly. “Great, although I do have a problem.”

“What’s that?” I frown.

“The plumbing in my room seems to have an issue.”

“Really?” I smirk. There are hotel rooms at this resort and she’s obviously staying here.

“Really. I was wondering if you could come up and have a look at it after the wedding finishes.”

I chuckle. Wow. That’s the oldest trick in the book. “I am very good at unblocking pipes,” I tease.

“I imagine you are.” She giggles on cue and passes me a key. “Room 282.” She smirks.

I smile down at her and stuff the key into my pocket. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to see someone.”

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” She grins.

Good grief.

I walk around the dancefloor with my eyes glued to the woman in the pink dress. She’s petite and curvy with the most perfect face I have ever seen. She’s now talking to two men, with one on either side of her. One is older, while the other is close to my age. I sip my beer as I watch her move.

Hmm, she’s fucking gorgeous and innately feminine.

She’s also very different than my usual taste in women. She has a gentle air about her. I roll my lips as I watch her, and Brendan, an old school friend of mine, comes to stand next to me.

“Hey, Spence.” He slaps me on the back.

“Who is that woman?” I ask, completely distracted.

He frowns. “Which one?”

“Pink dress. Charlotte.”

His eyes widen, and he chuckles. “Stay away from that one, old boy. She’s out of your league.”

I smirk as my eyes stay glued to her. “And why would you say that?”

“Every man in the county is after her and she won’t give any of them the time of day.”

I feel my skin prickle at the challenge. “Really?”

“Yes. And then you have to get past her father and brothers even if she is interested at all.”

I frown. “What do you mean?”

“That’s her father on the right. If I stand correct, he is the third wealthiest man in the country. He owns casinos around the world and has connections everywhere. On the left of her is her older brother Edward. Complete and utter bastard that one.”

I narrow my eyes as I watch him. “What does Edward do for a coin?”

“Guard Charlotte, from what I hear. He doesn’t let her out of his sight. It’s a full-time fucking job.”

I raise my glass to him in a silent toast.

He shakes his head. “Not her, Spencer. She really is off-limits. Way too pure for you.”

Excitement rolls over me. “The thrill of the chase is alive and well, my friend.”

He chuckles. “Or simply a death wish. You fuck around with her and her father will murder you without a second thought.”

I smile as I turn to watch Charlotte talk to the two men. “Challenge accepted, old boy.”

He laughs into his beer and shakes his head. “Next time I see you, it may be your funeral.”

My eyes dance with delight. “Give me a good wrap in the eulogy, hey? I’m sure it will be worth it.”

He chuckles, and with a shake of his head, he disappears through the crowd.

I stand on my own watching her. She is the most beautiful thing I have seen in a very long time. At once, she glances up and her eyes fall on me, holding my gaze. I smile and raise my beer to her in a silent toast. She immediately looks away and fidgets with her hands in front of her.