The Scandal (Single in Seattle #2) Read Online Kristen Proby

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Single in Seattle Series by Kristen Proby
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 66323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
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“I always did want to be a divorcée,” Danny says and waggles his eyebrows. “But not from B, of course.”

“Well, then you’re welcome.” I smile at him, but Brandon isn’t laughing.

“I can’t be the attorney on record for this,” he says. “It’s a conflict of interest. But here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to come to my offices tomorrow at ten in the morning and meet with my partner, Gray. He will handle this mess. And, hopefully, it won’t dick with our wedding date.”

“We’re moving forward with the wedding no matter what,” Danny informs him. “If we have to take care of legal stuff later, so be it, but the wedding for friends and family is happening.”

Brandon sighs, and I feel bad.

“Listen, B, I’m sorry. We didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“I know. But it just reinforces that you two are never allowed to go to Vegas together again. Ever.”

“It wasn’t just the two of us there,” I point out, but when his eyes flash through the phone, I zip my lips. “We’ll figure this out, and everything will be okay. I’ll change some things in my schedule so I can go see Ray tomorrow.”

“His name is Gray,” Brandon corrects me. “Grayson Sterling. And don’t be late, okay? Danny, I’ll see you at home.”

“Okay. I love you,” Danny says, turning the camera back to his face. “I’ll make this all up to you, I promise.”

Danny makes kissy faces at the phone, and when Brandon clicks off, my friend blows out a breath and slumps back in the chair.

“Well, shit,” he says. “Honey, I can’t make it at ten tomorrow.”

“But—”

“I need you to go, and I’ll swing through and sign the papers later in the day.”

“You’re ditching me on our divorce?” I demand and glare at him. “Did our marriage mean so little to you?”

Danny snorts out a laugh. “B’s pissed.”

“I don’t blame him. You married someone else. A woman.”

He shivers at the thought, which makes me laugh again.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go meet with this old attorney dude, and we’ll get it all worked out. I’m sorry. I should have known better. Of course, Vegas weddings are real. But we were so drunk that I wasn’t thinking straight.”

“Honey, I never think straight.”

I cough over the sip of coffee I just took, and Danny rushes around my desk to pat me on the back.

“I’ll divorce you. You don’t have to kill me.”

“Oh, a widower,” he says with too much delight. “That trumps divorcée.”

“You’re so dramatic.”

“Which is why I’m so damn good at my job, and you love me so much.” He winks at me. “Hey, why do you think Gray’s an old guy?”

“With a name like Grayson Sterling? That has old attorney written all over it.”

“Whatever you say,” he replies and stands to leave my office. “Thanks, babe. See ya.”

He waves and leaves my office, seemingly without a care in the world.

That’s what I love about Danny. He may be a tad dramatic, but he’s fun, and he lets so much roll off his back. Brandon is much more serious. The two of them balance each other out perfectly.

I feel bad that we might have done something to mess up their wedding.

After making some calls and juggling tomorrow’s schedule, I lock up my office and leave for the day. I’m meeting with my cousins for dinner at one of our favorite restaurants.

The Celtic Swell is an Irish pub not too far from where I live on Alki Beach on the west side of Seattle. The drive there from downtown Seattle can be tricky in traffic, but I know all the tips and tricks of driving the backroads and arrive just five minutes late.

Olivia and Lucy are already sitting at a high table with three pints of beer.

“Hey,” I say as I lean over to kiss Liv and then Lucy on the cheek before climbing onto the tall stool.

“You’re only five minutes late,” Liv says in surprise. “That’s practically early for you.”

My family always gives me shit for being late. But I’m hardly ever more than a couple of minutes late.

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Today has been…eventful.”

“What’s going on?” Lucy asks and sips her beer. The server delivers some nachos to the table, and my empty stomach growls gratefully. “Everything okay?”

“I think it will be.” I tell them what happened with Danny, and their jaws drop.

“Holy shit, Stel, you’re married?” Liv whispers.

“It’s a technicality,” I reply, waving her off. “And we’ll get it sorted out. I just feel bad that this put a wrench in their planning, you know?”

“Homewrecker,” Lucy says playfully. “Oh, man, if this was going to happen to anyone, it would be you. Because you’re fun like that.”

“No more drinking and making bad choices for me,” I insist and pop a chip loaded with cheese and sour cream into my mouth. “I’ll go see the lawyer tomorrow morning and get it all squared away.”


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