Conceited Concierge: A Hero Club Novel by Renea Porter (little readers txt) 📕

I said in awe, looking around. There was a huge maze that went in all different directions and there were different states and statues that surrounded the course.

I followed Levi to buy our passes. “I can buy mine.”

“Don’t worry, I got it.”

“Thanks.”

I followed him as we made our way to the first hole. “Ladies first,” Levi gestured.

I hit the ball, and it went past the hole it was meant to go in.

“Don’t tell me you’re a pro at this.” Levi seemed like he was good in anything he did.

“I’m not. I promise.”

By the time we were halfway through the game, my putting sucked majorly and I was getting frustrated. “What am I doing wrong?” I hadn’t realized I said that out loud.

“Here…” Levi came over, pressing his body into mine, and placing his hands over mine while I positioned the club. I felt myself holding my breath. He guided me on how to hit the ball.

“I think I got it,” I said because I needed a minute to breath normally. He smelled so damn delicious and I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions. He wore a blue tee shirt that hugged his chest just right, and the veins in his arms were visible whenever he would flex and hit the ball.

“Good game. You improved after I showed you.” He held a hand up for me to high five. “Now I’m hungry. Let’s grab a bite before we head back on the road,” he suggested.

“Sounds good. Did you shower this morning?”

“I did. You were sleeping like a baby.”

“I drove a lot of hours the day before so I must have zonked out.”

We walked to a pub across the street. It was semi dark inside and I liked the vibe of it. The hostess greeted us, then seated us in a booth by a window. And instead of Levi sitting across from me like a normal person, he sat next to me, with an arm across the back of the booth.

“Wow. You obviously don’t know about personal space, do you?” I joked, trying not to look at him directly. His face would be too close to mine.

“We’re half way through our trip, which means we’re halfway to being BFFs.”

I laughed. There was no beating around the bush with Levi.

“Did you have fun golfing?” he asked before the waitress came over to ask us what we would like.

I only had a minute to glance over the menu. “A cheeseburger and fries, and a diet coke to drink.”

“Same for me, too.”

“Coming right up,” the waitress said before leaving.

“I did have fun. I can’t remember the last time I did that, actually.”

“Really? What do you do for fun?” Levi asked. He was giving me his full attention and it made me nervous. One wrong move and we would be nose to nose.

“I work a lot. But I do like to tour cities that I visit or live in. I love going to carnivals, fairs, and the circus whenever I can. I like to shop, and I have a slight turquoise jewelry addiction. What about you?”

“I consider myself a kid at heart. I like to do anything fun and I’ll try anything once. I enjoy doing anything active like riding a bike, hiking, walking, I’m a mean griller, and I’m very much into wine. And the Cotton House Hotel has a winery.”

“There’s a winery? Somehow, I must have missed that when I talked to the owners.”

“There is. And the owners, Sheryl and Bud have been working hard to get that going. Once they start allowing people to come in for the wine tastings, it’ll be a good to get some income coming in for them.”

Our burgers arrived, and we continued talking as we added condiments-ketchup for me and mustard for him.

“This food is great.”

“It is.”

“So, what were you doing in Las Vegas?”

“I was handing over my clients to a buddy of mine. Getting everything squared away so I could start the new venture. And he resides in Las Vegas within all the action. So, I met him there. Plus, I had a buddy that came into town for a night. Two birds, one stone.”

“And then your car broke down.”

“No. First I met you. Then my car broke down.”

“Exactly.” We laughed.

Chapter Three

 

 

LEVI

 

I didn’t know what it was about Rylee that made me like her so much. She was easy to talk to and definitely easy on the eyes. And the sex… that was amazing. She had long rich auburn hair that was a cross between red and brown, light hazel colored eyes, gorgeous full lips, a tiny diamond that was pierced in her nose, and she also had a dimple in her chin. She looked sexy in her jean capris and white tee shirt.

We were an hour away from Temecula. And I wanted to get to know Rylee more.

“Are you dating or married?”

“Um. Neither. My girlfriend and I broke up when I was offered this job.”

That threw me for a loop. “You’re a lesbian?”

I was really confused because I was pretty sure she had sex with a man last night.

“No. I’m actually attracted to both sexes.” She smiled. “I don’t discriminate. Callie and I were together for three years. I asked her to come out to California with me. But she broke up with me instead, saying she had found someone else.”

“Bummer. Sorry. Actually, I’m not sorry.”

She slapped me on my arm. “Hey.”

“I’m just saying, now I have a chance.”

“I don’t think so.” Rylee motioned with her finger between us. “I told you this was not happening again.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re a baby and I’m more than ten years older than you. You haven’t even lived life yet.”

“How do you know I