A Grizzly Kind Of Love (The Mating Game Book 3) Read Free Page B

lip-curl of disdain. Gillian, who stood next to Wynona, seemed to escape Tiffany’s notice completely.
    “Here’s my list,” Tiffany said, slapping down a lined piece of paper on Wynona’s desk. Then she plopped her skinny butt down in the chair facing the desk and stared at Wynona expectantly.
    Wynona looked at it.
    “Must buy me flours every day. Must say I’m beatifull minnamum five times a day but must say it in diffarant ways and be convinsing. Must buy ten thoussend dollars of joowelry minnemam every month exseppt my birthday and Chrismiss and other holladays then must buy more. My cloathng alloence fifty thouzend a month. He takes care of the cubs I doant chang diapers we get three nannees for kids.”
    She couldn’t read any further; it was making her queasy.
    “I thought you graduated from college,” she said, looking at Tiffany. Tiffany was glaring at Sprinkles, who was skulking in her purse and snarling at her.
    Tiffany spared her a glance. “I did. Summer cum loudly,” she bragged.
    Gillian twitched and massaged her temples with her index fingers.
    “Summa cum laude?” she said, which earned her a scornful look from Tiffany.
    “ That’s not how you say it,” Tiffany scoffed. “Laude’s not even a word.” She glanced at her two assistants, and they both dutifully brayed with laughter.
    Wynona felt the beginnings of a headache. “Okay. Did you take your own classes?”
    “Of course not,” Tiffany said, looking offended. “As if. My parents paid someone to take them for me. I just went so I could be in a sorority.”
    “And your parents donated a wing to the college?”
    “A new library. How’d you know?” Tiffany looked mildly curious, then scowled at Sprinkles again. He was yapping at her angrily, tiny fangs bared. “Shut up, you rat,” she hissed at him.
    “Lucky guess,” Wynona said with a pained smile. She glanced at Cecily.
    “This list…” she said.
    Cecily frowned reprovingly. “You signed the contract.”
    Yes, according to the contract, the Shepherd family would forgive the debt and not prosecute if she could make Zane gentlemanly enough that Tiffany would find him at least tolerable.
    She had three weeks.
    In the meantime, both Gillian and her lawyer’s private investigator were doing their best to track down her ex-husband, and looking into her ex-husband’s shell company that had defrauded the Shepherds.
    “Well, I…”
    “Ewww, he peed in my purse! I hate this dog!” Tiffany screamed. She shoved the purse at one of her assistants, who reluctantly took it, holding it out at arm’s length. Sprinkles’ enraged yapping pierced the air.
    “Then why do you even have it?” Wynona snapped at her, exasperated.
    “Everyone has them! They look good in pictures!” Tiffany jumped up. “Did he pee on my phone? No way! He’s going back to the store!”
    Wynona was supposed to be kissing up to Tiffany, but she found she couldn’t stop herself.
    “What store?” she gritted out.
    “Elegant Accessory Pets, of course. At the mall.”
    “What the hell’s wrong with you?” Wynona glared at her client. “You don’t buy from a mall! You buy from a breeder or you adopt from a shelter.”
    “A shelter ?” Tiffany drew herself up in utter horror. “Oh, and should I go buy my clothes at a thrift store?” She glanced at her assistants, and they both brayed out some more laughter, on cue.
    Gillian marched up, reached into the purse, and picked up Sprinkles, who instantly settled down. She set him down on the floor, knelt next to him, and stroked his fur. “We are keeping him. He will now be the office canine companion.”
    “The office what?” Tiffany’s eyes widened in confusion and her gaze swiveled back and forth between Gillian and Wynona.
    “All right, I am meeting Zane tonight, and I will call you tomorrow to report on my progress. Go. Just go,” Wynona said to Cecily, who scowled at her.
    “You’re not making a very good first impression. And you should