A Different Kind of Blues
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He swung the door open and motioned for the butler to walk out ahead of him. He stepped through and turned back. “You bet your sweet ass you’ll be sorry. Also, I’m taking the jet. You can fly commercial.” With that, he slammed the door shut behind him.
“Whew.” I sighed and flung myself backwards on the sofa. Reaching for my cell phone, I punched a number. Belle, my business partner, best friend, and future sisterin- law answered on the first ring.
“Did you ditch Kevin Clueless yet?” Belle said in her husky southern drawl.
“Yep. He just stormed out, slammed the door for extra effect and everything.”
“I guess he had his mad on?”
“Livid. He had that vein that men get in their forehead when they’re agitated on full throb.”
“Well, good riddance, I say, sugar. He can try and cause trouble, but the contracts he signed were airtight. If he backs out of the orders, we’ll raise a stink. We’re not without influence.”
I let out a breath. “He says I’ll ‘rue’ this day. Regret it the rest of my life.”
She snorted. “Really . . . rue? You know I love an oldschool turn of phrase, but c’mon now. What is he, a Victorian villain?”
“He’s something. Best of all, he’s gone. But really . . . I think we’re okay. Like you said, he can make some waves, but how much trouble could he really cause?” After a bit more chatter, I wished her and Beau a good night and hung up. How much trouble could he really cause? I mused as I headed to the bathroom for a long, relaxing soak.
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