A Not So Meet Cute (Cane Brothers, #1)

by Meghan Quinn

“I’m also going to need your ring size. My fiancée will be properly adorned with a ring.” She swallows hard. “Fine, but I’m going to need to know your dick size before you leave.”

“Wow, wouldn’t have guessed this would be the immaculate proposal I’d get one day. Just ‘put it on your goddamn finger and don’t take it off.’ So romantic.”

“I don’t have a wandering eye, never have, never will. And I signed a contract with you. That means I belong to you and you belong to me until our obligations are fulfilled within our agreement. Do you understand?”

And that’s when it hits me hard. I fucked this up for her. I fucked up really badly.

Kelsey should have told her. Huxley should have told her. This is not her fault.

She lowers her head and shakes it from side to side. “I don’t even know what to say to you at this moment. I’m so upset, I don’t want to say the wrong thing.” “I’m sorry, Kelsey. I really am.”

No. Just NO. Her sister should have given her a head’s up about where they were going.

What Huxley and Kelsey both said was 100% correct. Be prepared for every meeting. Know who you’re meeting with.

And again…. Kelsey should have warned Lottie. This is not all her fault.

“So then why are you pissing her off every chance you get?” Breaker asks. “What you did this afternoon?” He shakes his head. “Brutal, man.”

Yes it was brutal

I think today broke her, and that doesn’t settle well with me. I may be a ruthless bastard at times, but this . . . this doesn’t feel right.

Huxley should have had to work harder to get Lottie's spirit back up, This scene was too easy for him. He should have felt worse about what he did.

Moving in closer, my lips are tempted to press against her heated skin, but I refrain. This is about proving a point. This is about showing her exactly what I can do to her body with just my hand.

I hate the battle for control

“Do you know why Huxley left that meeting?”

It doesn’t matter. He left the meeting after they embarrassed Lottie by allowing her to be completely blindsided by this meeting. This is still 80% Kelsey’s fault and 20% Huxley’s

“Do you know why I’m telling you this?” “To make me feel like an asshole?”

Yesterday should’ve never happened. You know I love you, but it was completely unprofessional.

AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH

“Stop,” Kelsey says, grabbing my hand. “Our own line?”

Fuck off Kelsey, I’m still mad at you

Huxley: I saw Dave’s boner. Breaker: Uhh . . . what? JP: Please tell me you aren’t the one who gave him a boner. I’m all about doing whatever it takes, but, man . . . come on.

“Sounds like he was caught off guard.”

Huxley started the entire life and Kelsey just keeps giving him a pass. Everything is on his shoulders.

Kelsey sighs and leans back on her bed. “Can I say something and you not hate me?”

He just found out his secret wasn’t a secret after all, that word is getting around that he’s a liar.

Beverly Hillshire Hotel,

It was the Beverly Wilshire Hotel