Know Her, Love Her: Daisy & Belmont, Book ONE Read Online Free Page A

It’s six o’clock. Belmont’s scent rises from the abandoned side of the bed. When he and I committed to spending the night together, we turned our cell phones off so that we wouldn’t be disturbed. I stretch across the mattress to answer the call.  
    “Hello?” I sound hoarse.
    “Daisy?” the man sounds surprised to hear my voice. “Hi.”
    “Dexter?” I ask, remembering that I gave his assistant my itinerary.  
    “We just took a chance and tried you at this number. You’re still in Chicago?”
    I flip onto my back and sigh. “I missed my flight.” Belmont must’ve paid for the extra day because the front desk hasn’t called, nor have the cleaners knocked on the door.
    “Are you okay?”
    “I’m fine. I guess I owe you an answer.”
    “Not if you’re going to say no.”  
    “Okay, I’ll do it,” I say, choosing to go against Belmont’s wishes.  
    It’s Wednesday. We decide I should be in the office on Monday. I power on my cell phone and set it on the desk while I take a quick shower. I dry off and check my messages. I delete all the ones from Dexter and his assistant. Maya called twice asking if I want to have lunch this week. She and I have rekindled our friendship. She and Adrian, my ex-boyfriend, actually tied the knot. There’s one message from Maggie. She wants me to call her right away. I rebook my flight before ringing her back.  
    “Hi, Mags,” I say after she answers. I zip my jeans.
    “What’s this about Vince conceptualizing a traveling show for you?”
    “You talked to Belmont?”
    “Vince wanted me to call and make sure it’s what you really want.”
    I can picture the sour look on her face. “I was offered a job by Travel X Channel. They want me to produce and host a show. Belmont doesn’t want me working with the executive producer.”
    “Dexter Frampton?” she asks.
    “Do you know him?”
    “I’ve heard of him. He does goddamn good work. Dais, I’m on your side in whatever’s going on between you and Jack. If I were married to Jack, he would drive me bat-shit insane.”
    “Yeah,” I say with a sigh.  
    “He said you called him entitled. You were dead-on. Vince is too.”
    “Speaking of Vince, how are things between you now that you’ve struck out on your own?” I say in an effort to change the subject.
    “We jumped off the rails for a moment but now we’re back on track. So you and Jack hung out last night?”
    I clip my bra closed. “Sex has never been our issue.”
    “Communication is your issue!”
    I slip on my tank top. Belmont’s scent lingers on the fabric. “Maybe.” We both know she’s right. “He asked for a divorce. Well, he said he thinks he wants a divorce.”
    “Oh, he was just pouting. Jack wouldn’t know what to do with himself without you. He’s barely made it this far,” she says nonchalantly.
    Hearing her say that makes me feel better. “Oh, did you know that Charlie and Angel are engaged? They’re throwing an engagement party.”
    “When?”
    “On the twelfth of next month.”
    “Checking my calendar…”  
    I narrow one eye suspiciously while I wait.  
    “Oh, right. Yes. I’ll be there. So will you, right?”
    “I just don’t understand why they’re throwing a party. They were so anti-wedding.”
    “People change, Dais.”
    I shrug. “I guess so.”
    “I just never thought Charlie would get a woman to say yes to marrying him , especially one of Angelina’s caliber,” Maggie says.
    I chuckle as I check the room to make sure I’m not leaving anything. Maggie congratulates me on my new gig and assures me that taking the job is the right thing to do.  
    I finish getting all of my things into my luggage, call a cab to take me to the airport, and go downstairs to check-out. I was right. Belmont took care of my bill and asked that I not be disturbed. He’s always looking out for me.  

    After going through the shenanigans of getting a new flight, a boarding pass, clearing TSA, waiting around to board, and