Baby by my Best Friend’s Daddy by Josie Hart EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Josie Hart
- Language: English
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“Isn’t it weird?” I asked when we parked outside the venue. I checked
my makeup in the visor mirror.
“Why would it be weird?” Brad asked.
“I’m not one of them.”
Brad put his hand on my shoulder. “You’re my best friend, Beck, and I’m
one of them, as you put it, so by default, you are too.”
I giggled and shook my head. “That doesn’t bring me even close.”
Brad shrugged. “I don’t give a shit. You’re my plus one, so it’s all good.
I’m going to feel just as left out when I’m at the fundraiser with you later this
I snorted. “You never feel left out.”
“Neither should you,” Brad said with a grin.
I smiled at him. “Fine. Let’s go have some fun.”
We got out of Brad’s car and walked toward the group of people who were
milling around the front of the chapel, dressed to the nines. My stomach
twisted as we walked toward them.
They were all made of money. They had an expensive sheen to them, and
they carried themselves like they knew they were all about what they had.
Materialism wasn’t hot, but these guys didn’t seem to agree.
Brad was a Cavalier. It was some elite club that only a certain kind of guy
could join—to do with the university he studied at or something.
Cavaliers all had a metric fuck ton of money, and the name of the game was
making the money grow and passing it on to future generations.
Brad was a Leggatt. His dad was the Landon Leggatt, the guy who started
Paragon Security Solutions and had so much cash he could wipe his ass with
it and not blink twice.
Brad was the sole heir to the Paragon throne.
Another of the Cavaliers—Aaron Steele—was getting married today, and
Brad, who wasn’t dating, asked me to be his plus one at the wedding.
I’d agreed because Brad was my best friend. Hell, he was like a brother to
me. I hadn’t thought about what it would mean until I’d gotten dressed to
I didn’t fit in; I wasn’t one of them.
“Hello, you two,” Landon said, coming toward us.
He looked dashing in a black tuxedo with a crisp white shirt. His salt-andpepper hair had been combed back, and it made his blue eyes stand out even
more than usual.
“Hello, Mr. Leggatt.”
Landon rolled his eyes. “Seriously, Rebecca, when are you going to stop
calling me that? You’ve known me long enough to just call me Landon.”
I smiled. “Landon.”
“Better,” he said. He clapped Brad on the shoulder. “You clean up nice.”
“Not as nice as Beck,” Brad said.
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