Starstruck - Book Four by Gemma Brooks Page B

thing missing was him, but he’d be back in a few more days.
     
    I typed the code into the box by the gate and smiled at the
fact that he’d made it my birthday. After parking the Mercedes in the garage, I
headed in the back door kitchen entrance. I could hear Flor’s voice. She seemed
to be deep in conversation, so it was no surprise when she didn’t hear me come
in.
     
    “Yes, Ms. Fox,” I heard her say.
     
    What? I mouthed to myself. Was she talking to Ava?!
     
    “She’s moving back in today,” Flor said in a low voice. “He
will be home on Sunday. Yes, I can do that. I’ll let you know, Ms. Fox.”
     
    “Flor,” I said as I stepped closer to her.
     
    Flor was startled by my voice and dropped the phone on the
marble counter.
     
    “Ms. Brynn,” she said as she plastered a fake smile on her
face. “Good to see you. Welcome back.”
     
    I squared my shoulders back and crossed my arms. So she was
the mole all along. She was the one feeding Ava all her information.
     
    “How could you, Flor?” I asked. “How could you betray Hudson
like that?”
     
    She planted her feet firmly in place as she stared back at
me with her piercing brown eyes.
     
    “You’re simply not good enough for him, Ms. Brynn,” she
said.
     
    “That’s not for you to decide,” I snapped back. “What gives
you the right to meddle in Hudson’s personal life?”
     
    Flor’s bottom lip trembled and her rude demeanor quickly
changed into a sorry one as she knew it was all over. She’d been caught.
     
    “I’m sorry,” she said. “Lo siento. Lo siento.”
     
    She started sobbing and buried her face into the palms of
her hands.
     
    “Why’d you do it?” I asked. I wanted to comfort her, but I was
still angry. I had a lot of questions.
     
    “Ms. Fox paid me a lot of money,” she said. “Money I sent to
my family in Mexico. My mother is sick. That money was paying her hospital
bills.”
     
    I wanted to believe her. I wanted to believe she had some
sort of honorable intentions underneath all the shitty things she’d done.
     
    “You have to come clean to Hudson,” I said.
     
    “No,” she replied with tears in her eyes. “You don’t
understand.”
     
    “What don’t I understand?” I asked. “Either you tell him or
I will.”
     
    She mumbled something under her breath as she sighed,
realizing the extent of the damage she’d done.
     
    “I think it’s time for you to leave now, Flor,” I said.
“We’ll see you next week. That’ll give you a few days for both of us to calm
down and for you to think about what you want to say to Hudson.”
     
    Flor wouldn’t look at me as she walked out the door.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 20
 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    “Brynn?” Hudson called out Sunday afternoon as he walked
through the door. “You home?”
     
    Flying from around the corner, I practically jumped into his
arms. It had been nearly a week since I’d seen him last and we were due for
some incredibly hot makeup sex.
     
    He let the bag on his shoulder drop to the floor as he
wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me in. His breath sweet like
cinnamon, he leaned down and placed his soft lips onto mine.
     
    “I’ve been waiting so long to do that,” he said.
     
    “I missed you,” I replied.
     
    “Me too.”
     
    I traced my fingers behind his ear and ran my hand through
his thick, dark hair. I loved the way he looked at me. It was like nothing else
mattered to him. Nothing else in the world.
     
    He stepped away and led us down the hall towards his
bedroom, pulling me by the hand and yanking me closer to him the second we
stepped inside and shut the door. His expression was hungry, almost needy, as
he began removing his shirt. Reading down to unbuckle his pants next, I began
stripping down one article at a time, our eyes never leaving each other’s.
     
    I walked backwards until I reached the edge of the bed,
where I laid back and waited for him to pounce. His