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“What?” He let out a mock gasp, but I caught the grin
on his face before I stepped around him.
Giving him a final glance over my shoulder, I winked.
“What a man would do for a piece of ass,” he grumbled
loud enough for me to hear.
I marched away, and maaaybeee, I put an extra sway in
my hips – giving him a good look of the ass he wanted so
much but couldn't have. What could I say in my defense? It
was fun teasing a man like Maddox.
I smiled as the memory faded away, and the bus came to
a stop at Maddox’s place. I had been here a few times, even
got to know his butler, Mr. Hokinson. I didn’t know people
in this day and age had butlers, but apparently, people as
rich as the Coulters did, in fact, have butlers.
I waved at the guard and walked through the gate. Mr.
Hokinson was already at the door, as I expected. He must
have been alerted by the gatekeeper the moment I stepped
foot onto the property.
“Good afternoon, Miss Garcia,” he said politely with a
slight southern drawl and a little bow. Cute, old Mr.
Hokinson.
“Is Maddox home?” I asked, sounding hopeful even to
my own ears.
He gave me a tentative nod, as if this was a secret. “He
is, Miss Garcia. But he hasn’t left his room since this
morning. He didn’t come down for breakfast or lunch, so
we know to leave him alone.”
My fists clenched at my sides. “And his parents?”
Mr. Hokinson swallowed, averting his gaze from mine,
but didn’t answer. Ever so loyal, what a joke.
“I wish to see him.”
He sidestepped into my path when I tried to walk
around him. “I’m sorry, but I can’t allow you.”
I raised an eyebrow and gave him a polite smile, even
though I was feeling anything but. “Please tell me, Mr.
Hokinson. Did Maddox tell you to keep me outside? Has