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THE TROUBLE WITH HER
A Friends-to-Lovers Romance
The Forbidden Love Series Book 4
This book is a work of fiction. Any references to real events, real people, and real
places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are
products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to persons, living or
dead, actual events, organizations or places is entirely coincidental.
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Disclaimer: The material in this book contains graphic language and sexual
content and is intended for mature audiences, ages 18 and older.
ISBN: 979-8788264943
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
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“She was wild. She was free.
Only a fool wouldn’t love her.” - Unknown
PROLOGUE
ANDY
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her muscles tense.
ill you just stop and talk to me for a minute?”
My hand is clutched around Jessa’s bare arm,
desperate for her to ease into my touch but instead,
Present
Addy: Will loves you and would never cheat on you. We’re
talking about the same guy who literally kisses the ground
you walk on.
Millie: That guy is like Dad’s age… so gross. Plus, he’s bald
and wears a Kravat! Who even wears them anymore?
Millie: HAHAHAHAHA
A grin spreads across my face, but I choose to close the chat and
not respond. Luna has a thing for older men, and although we were
really close for the longest of times, it’s obvious some things never
change.
I chose to leave Bentley with Eliza today but spent the morning
with him on our usual walk and playtime. As much as I’d miss him
for my overnight stay, it’s hard to get around, let alone eat a nice
meal with a baby in tow despite Kate begging me to bring him. I
promised her I’d return later in the week before they fly out and
make sure they spend some time with him.
But for now, I desperately crave adult socialization with two of
my favorite people.
The driver finally pulls up at the restaurant. Kate and Sienna are
standing outside, Kate talking animatedly while Sienna looks cold.
Her arms are crossed while she hops on one spot, desperate to get
inside.
After a quick hello and hugs all around, we head inside and take
a seat.
“I’m famished,” Kate complains, waiting for the server.
“I ate a burger from this American place not long ago, so I’m
pretty sweet.”
Sienna plays with the ends of her blonde hair. It’s grown much
longer than I remember. Of the three of us, she’s the only biological
child of Dad and Kate and is a spitting image of both of them. She
has Dad’s eye shape which makes me, Nash, and her look similar,
but scattered across her nose are Kate’s exact freckles.
“You came all the way to England with us to eat burgers from an
American joint?” Kate scowls.
“The guy at the counter was hot. He was from Colorado. I was
homesick.”
I release a laugh, missing her so much. For the longest of times,
we three girls have always stuck together. Dad and Nash enjoyed
doing boys’ things together. Kate was always somewhere in the
middle, an adventurer like Dad, but she also enjoyed her girl time.
“So, tell me, what’s been happening with you?” I turn my
attention to Sienna. “How’s college?”
“It’s fine, Berkeley is great, and I love San Francisco.”
“And the guys?”
Sienna twists her napkin, keeping her lips tight.
“She got ghosted,” Kate blurts out.
“Oh?”
“After she slept with her best friend.”
“Geez, Mom, you make it sound like he left the bedroom, and I
never spoke to him again.”
“Well, close to it, Sienna. Just admit you’ve been a drag since this
happened. But, honestly, hanging out with Nash and his carefree
playboy attitude is a breath of fresh air sometimes, and that’s saying
a lot.”
My mouth falls open in shock. Hanging out with Nash can be
trying at the best of times. He’s a boys’ boy, and if he ever settled
down, I’d be in absolute shock. Kate says he’s exactly like Dad, who
had a bit of a history with women, which got him into trouble at
times because apparently—Noah Mason used to be a heartbreaker.
Mom never spoke much about her relationship with Dad, not that
I asked to be honest because the past is the past, and I saw no
point in dragging it up since everyone is happy with their respective
partners.
“It’s hard,” Sienna admits, her vulnerability coming through. “I’ve
lost my best friend. According to his social media, he’s in Wyoming
now with some new girlfriend. I mean, he didn’t even have the
courtesy to tell me. So, I find out from some loved-up pic that
they’re celebrating a three-month anniversary.”
My eyes fall toward the plate, willing the churn in the pit of my
stomach to cease. It has to be hunger. The last time I ate was just
before sunrise, trying to get something in before Bentley woke up.
“I’m famished too,” I say, changing the subject. “Why don’t we
eat? Besides, if you want to spend the rest of the afternoon
shopping, we need stamina.”
On cue, the waiter arrives and requests to take our order. When
it comes to dining out, Kate always orders and never fails us with
her choices. Whereas I’m known to choose the safest meals because
it’s always easier than taking a risk on something unknown.
We spend our lunch talking about people we know, including my
cousins back home. Our conversation shifts to celebrity gossip, a bit
of politics, then to Bentley. We eat our delicious meals, not leaving a
single morsel on the plate until Sienna lets out a yawn which onsets
a whole stream of them.
Jetlag is one of the worst feelings, and Sienna’s face says it all—
she’s crashing a mile a minute.
“Oh, baby girl, you look like death.” Kate frowns, rubbing her
back. “Why don’t you head back to the flat? Dad is in a meeting ‘til
late, so he won’t interrupt you.”
“Okay,” is all Sienna can muster up.
Sienna grabs the keys off Kate, then waves goodbye without
even the energy to say the words aloud. With our meals finished,
Kate suggests heading over to a café that serves amazing coffee.
As soon we step into the quaint little place, the aroma is like
heaven on earth. I’ve always had a fondness for caffeine, but
nothing compares to European coffee.
“God, I miss this coffee. The stuff in the States tastes like ass
compared to this,” Kate complains while blowing the steam away
from her cup.
“I don’t want to ask how you know what ass tastes like, but I’ll
assume it has everything to do with Eric.”
“Of course, if anyone knows, it’s him, right?”
We both laugh softly, then drink our coffees in relaxation.
“I miss this place so much. London will never leave you,” she
says wistfully.
“But you’ve moved so much, right? Manchester, London,
Manhattan…”
“Always for work and, of course, to be with Noah.”
“Moving across the world for Dad couldn’t have been easy.”
Kate smiles with ease. “Believe it or not, it was easy. I had no
commitment and a fantastic boss. Noah, on the other hand, had two
children who needed him in LA. I was willing to sacrifice myself over
you and Nash losing time with Noah. Children need parents, and
although Noah and Morgan were struggling to co-parent at the time,
I’d never have asked Noah to pick me over his children.”
“True love.” I grin, admiring her selfless act to give Nash and me
a good upbringing. “Dad is crazy in love with you, and it’s always
shown.”
Laughter escapes Kate. “It helps that I feel the same way about
him, even though he can be a stubborn man sometimes.”
My fingers trace the edge of the cup, not wanting to bring up my
strained relationship with Dad but suspect Kate will bring it up
anyhow.
“Jess,” Kate calls softly, a nickname she sometimes called me as
did the rest of my family. “It’s just us girls now. Tell me how you’re
really doing?”
My stare shifts toward a couple at the table beside us. The man
and woman are laughing, but judging by how they’re sitting spaced
apart, the relationship is purely platonic. She appears to be teasing
him over the cake on his plate, in which his response comes out
cheeky and lighthearted.
“I’m fine.” I clear my throat, turning my attention back to Kate. “I
mean, it gets lonely with Benedict constantly traveling, but Bentley
keeps me busy.”
“And when Benedict is home, how are things between the two of
you?”
I shrug my shoulders. “I guess the honeymoon is over, right?”
Kate watches me intently, but her expression is soft without
judgment.
“Honeymoons don’t last forever, but the spark does, Jessa. Never
forget that.”
Right, the spark. I’m lucky if Benedict will even look at me the
way he did before I became a mother to his child. The only intimate
time we have together is in the bedroom, and even then, he takes
what he wants and claims to be too tired to spend more than five
minutes inside me.
I’m ashamed even to admit I constantly resort to taking matters
into my own hands, going as far as to discreetly purchase a little
pink vibrator that’s supposed to get you off in less than a minute. I
don’t know whether the sales pitch stuck with me or I’m that
sexually charged. Either way, a five-star review from me.
But it wasn’t always this way.
When I ran into Benedict on Oxford Street during what happened
to be a torrential storm, he evoked emotions in me I never knew
existed. Six foot tall, mouse-brown colored hair, and a smile which
became my weakness. The two of us collided with him in his
drenched business suit and me in my t-shirt and jeans.
I remember the day fondly, feeling incredibly homesick and
wanting so much to hop on a plane to head back home.
“I’m sorry.” The man clutched onto my arms to stop me from falling.
“How rude of me not to see where I was heading.”
I wiped the rain from my face, then lifted my eyes and met his
deep brown ones. Caught off guard by how handsome this man was,
I was lost for words with the rain falling heavily upon us.
“Um, no. I should’ve been looking. This rain is…”
“Awful,” he interrupted “And very England.”
I laughed, despite being uncomfortable as my wet clothes clung
to my skin.
“It’s rained every day of all the seven days I’ve been here. How I
miss the Californian sun.”
“C’mon, let’s get you dried up.”
I don’t know why I followed a stranger to the building just down
the street. Albeit grand and luxurious, it was still a stranger’s home.
As soon as we were inside and took the elevator up to the
penthouse suite, I quietly welcomed the shelter from the pelting
rain.
“How rude of me not to introduce myself, I’m Benedict Banks,
but you can call me your knight in shining armor.”
With a cheeky grin, my heart beat faster than normal.
“Jessa Bentley-Mason, and you can call me the girl who’s
somewhat impressed with how high you think of yourself.”
He placed his hand on his heart. “Ouch, hit a man where it
hurts.”
I scanned the room in which we stood. It was very grand and
made the shoebox apartment I was staying in look exactly like that,
a shoebox. “Wow, this place is something.”
Benedict looked around. “I guess so, just a place to crash while
I’m in town.”
“Oh, you’re not from here?”
“I live in the country. Come here during the week.” He then left
the room and came back with a towel. “Here, to dry off. You’re
welcome to use the bathroom if you’d like.”
I stared into his eyes, not knowing what came over me. I
grabbed his shirt and slammed my lips onto his. He was slightly
taken aback but didn’t stop, kissing me deeply before I pulled away
out of breath.
And then, his stare turned delicious as he glanced at my breasts.
Without a second thought, he removed my shirt over my head to
leave me in my bra. I threw my arms around him, kissing him once
again as we stumbled to the bedroom, where he took me on his
king-size bed in the middle of the day.
“Andy,” Kate greets with a smile, extending her arms while I hug her
for a quick moment. “It’s been forever, and you’re just as handsome
as I remember you.”
“Age does wonders for a man,” I tease, glancing at Lex. “Look at
this old fella. He can still pull in the ladies.”
Kate laughs. “Say that in front of Charlie and see if you still have
balls.”
Beside Kate, Noah extends his hand, his eyes focusing on me,
and the familiarity forces me to bury the memories once again.
Despite what happened with Jessa, there’s no bad blood with Noah.
At least, I assume there isn’t since I’m not the one who married his
daughter and knocked her up.
Yeah, she’s got a kid now, apparently playing happy families
across the other side of the world.
“Andy, it’s been a while. How have you been?” Noah asks politely.
“Busy, a lot of work here in Manhattan.”
“Sit, please,” Lex commands.
Inside the penthouse office, the views are amazing. I expect
nothing less from Lex since he can afford the best of the best.
However, upon sitting here with Lex on the opposite side of the
table, I can see how intimidating it can be for people. Not me,
though. Lex will forever be the man who annoys my mom and vice
versa. They remind me a lot of Luna and me. We’re exactly like
them. My younger sister, Willow, is just like Dad—quiet with her
head constantly buried in a book.
“Let’s get right to it, shall we?”
Lex begins with a presentation showcasing 3D images of the
hotels and the interiors. Each building is located in an iconic part of
Europe. As I watch on, I can see their vision, the experience they
want to create for guests, which many people will pay top dollar for.
In total, twenty new boutique hotels are expected to be launched
in the next twelve months across various locations. The deadline
appears tight, but if anyone can pull it off—it’s these three people.
“This is quite some project,” I voice openly.
“Yes, and if anyone can capture our essence for our marketing,
it’s you,” Kate says with confidence.
“It’s a big job, and as I see it, each location needs to be captured
differently. For example, I see France being more sultrier, a romance
destination versus London being more elegant and refined.”
“Exactly,” Lex concurs with a knowing smile. “This is why you’re
perfect for the job.”
I nod, my mind conjuring up all these creative thoughts.
“When do you want me to start?”
“Immediately,” Noah states firmly.
Kate glances at him as something passes between them. I
assume it’s husband and wife behavior since my parents do the
same thing all the time.
“What Noah meant to say…” Kate intervenes with a fixed smile,
“… is as soon as you’re available. A sought-out photographer like
yourself must have obligations you need to fulfill before traveling to
Europe?”
“There’s a fashion show next week. Then I have a job in Malibu.
Can you give me three weeks?”
“That will work just fine,” Lex assures me, though his gaze is
fixated on Noah. “Now, let’s talk money.”
When it comes to paying someone for work, Lex isn’t one to
undermine talent where he sees it. He briefly goes through the
contract, which most of it is standard for my freelance work.
Regarding the payment, he’s too generous, but it would be pointless
for me to argue with him once his mind is set on something—he is
rarely persuaded another way, especially when it comes to business.
Lex stands up, extending his hand. “So, do we have a deal?”
I follow in suit, shaking his hand with a slight smirk on my face.
“How can I say no to the great Lex Edwards?”
Kate raises her hand with a cheeky grin. “Can I answer that
question?”
Lex crosses his arms with a pinched expression. “If you must.”
Beside Kate, Noah drops his head with a chuckle. “Leave the
poor bastard alone. His ego was bruised this morning when a much
younger billionaire went viral with a video saying he’ll make Charlie
his wife.”
With my lips pressed flat, I try to suppress my amusement, but I
fail miserably.
“Ouch.”
“Do you need a wellness check, Lex?” Kate pouts.
“I’d rather we not discuss this.” Lex fixes his cufflinks in
annoyance. “Besides, it’s being taken care of.”
“Jesus Christ, Lex!” Kate groans while throwing her hands up in
the air. “The guy’s a kid. Leave him alone.”
“He’s not a kid. He’s thirty. And if he wants to succeed, he needs
to understand who you don’t mess with.”
“Here we go…” Noah drags.
Kate turns to look at him. “Like you’re one to talk? Mister acts all
jealous over nothing.”
Noah shifts his body to face Kate. “Two young men are in your
office. Then you make some joke about being in a sandwich?”
“Firstly, that joke was made in private. And secondly, I didn’t
make the joke, Adriana did. I just laughed and nodded.”
“Okay, sounds like my cue to leave if you’re bringing up Mom and
her filthy mind.”
Lex shakes his head. “I don’t blame you. Now, how do we
celebrate? I do have a flight back home in a few hours.”
“How about when I’m back in LA next weekend? That way, your
overbearing daughters can join us and pick my life apart about
where I went wrong with women and how I should settle down.”
A small chuckle escapes Lex. “Don’t forget about all the friends
they’ll have lined up to match you with.”
“I forgot,” I mumble, then force a smile. “Such a loving family.”
Lex’s phone rings only seconds from Kate’s. The two of them
excuse themselves to take the call, leaving me with Noah.
It would be immature of me not to ask him how Jessa is doing. I
bite the bullet despite my guard being up because chances are I
won’t like what I’m going to hear.
“So, how is Jessa doing?”
Noah lowers his head, focusing his gaze on his tailored suit
pants.
“That depends on who’s opinion you’re after.”
His answer stumps me, but judging by his somber mood,
something seems amiss.
“Your opinion?” I tread carefully with my words.
“Well, let’s see. In my opinion, although my wife may argue, I
think my daughter is miserable.”
The word miserable sends shockwaves through me. An answer I
wasn’t prepared for. My body stills with mixed feelings of surprise
but also empathy. I may not be talking to Jessa, but I’d hate to see
her in any pain.
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Are you?”
“Yes, of course. Jessa will always be someone who was a part of
my life. She was my best friend. That feeling doesn’t just go away,” I
inform him.
“She’s changed, you know. Nothing like the bright and happy girl
who admired her father like I was her world.”
“Marriage and a child can change you,” I lower my voice, pained
even to admit that.
Noah angles his body, so his stern gaze fixates on me. I have no
clue what’s going on, but something warns me that things aren’t as
picture-perfect as I envisioned in my head.
“There’s only one person who can get through to her, and that’s
you.”
I shake my head with my lips flat.
“Not anymore, Noah. If I had any pull, she would’ve stayed here
two years ago.”
“It was timing. It was off. Just like Kate and me.”
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