The Seduction of Jac Frost (by Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 23

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Jacqueline was certainly not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. After going back to her desk to receive accolades and applause for sealing the pitch, she grabbed her belongings and told everyone she’d been given the afternoon off to celebrate. She then went home. She ducked into a stairwell, made sure there were no cameras and tried teleporting.

She’d squealed with glee when she’d found herself in the middle of her studio apartment.

“A fucking fairy!” she flung herself onto the daybed against the wall and pulled a pillow to her chest excitedly. “I’m a fucking fairy. I’m not sick. I’m not dying. It’s not some timebomb inside me ticking away. I just have skin which turns blue when I’m pissed because I’m a fairy!” she kicked her feet in the air.

Relief she was not ill with an obscure medical condition was flooding her. She’d not been able to process everything from the moment they’d started with the mate shit but now, in the middle of the privacy of her own home, without curious eyes and nosy CEOS she was able to let it all sink in.

A whoosh of air left her lungs as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She wasn’t going to die from something she didn’t understand. Her stomach was aching in the best way, and she hopped off the daybed to race to the fridge and from the freezer puffed out a popsicle. Smacking it against the counter to break if

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she ripped the plastic open to take a massive bite of one half of her orange flavored treat. She’d be the first person to admit she wasn’t a happy–go–lucky, dance–in–your–living–room kind of gal but right now, she was almost inclined to get on the coffee table and dance a jig. Instead, though the other exciting thing was bouncing in her head.

Money.

Wilder was going to pay her for twenty–four–seven while she was in Colorado. She grabbed her phone and pulled up the calculator and began tabulating how much money she’d make while she was gone and then pumped her arms happily.

More than popsicles and ice cream, she loved cold hard cash.

“Speaking of money,” she dug around in her bag and pulled out Wilder’s credit card and her laptop. “If it’s going to be cold and I need appropriate clothing, I’m buying a whole new wardrobe.”

However, a thought, a memory of something Jack, her father,

had said to her.

“Do you feel the cold?”

She unwrapped the other half of her popsicle and held it in her bare hand and watched as it melted and waited for the cold to affect her. She admitted she felt the cold, but she didn’t feel a nood to toss it in the sink, aside from the fact it was sti

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“Huh.” She walked to the sink and washed her hands and then

sat back down on her daybed with her laptop on her lap and the black and gold card propped up between the keyboard and

screen.

She was about to look online for clothing but then instead of typing in the search engine for clothes for a ski resort trip, she typed in snow fairies.

The first thing which came up were photos of the cutest bird she’d ever seen in her life. She was immediately drawn into clicking a series of the photos and cooing over them. Giving her head a shake as she realized she’d spent fifteen minutes looking at birds. She retyped in snow fae and mostly all she found was books about romance, fairies and women with snow white hair.

“This is useless,” she muttered.

She felt foolish typing in are fairies real when she damn well knew they were based on the shit she’d seen today. Yet, there she was plugging it in and reading about the mythology behind the fairy world. None of it matched what she’d been told earlier.

She nearly slammed the laptop shut but the black and gold card sliding reminded her she needed to take advantage of the fact a billionaire gave her his corporate card. She was going to buy top of the line ski clothing, boots, mitts and hats. Soon she found a site which sold everything from thermal underwear to big thick govyn filled coats. She was able to get cable knit sweat jegus20

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Do you feel the cold?

She chose express shipping and then smirked at the five thousand dollars charge she put on the company card. She was feeling quite smug until a text message from Wilder popped up on her phone.

W: Is that all? Make sure you get everything you need.

J: Challenge accepted.

His smiling emoji back followed by an emoji fisting dollars made her snicker. Soon she was on another site and racking up another two grand in things she was certain she probably wouldn’t need but bought anyway.

Take that Wilder. She checked out laughing at the fact she spent a hundred dollars on a scarf.

A knock on her door made her frown and then she glowered. She wondered whether or not Rafferty was showing up to take her dinner not putting it past him to have checked HR for her home address. She rose from her seat and slowly made her way to the door and looked through the peep hole.

A man stood there on the other side, his face too close to the hole but she was certain she didn’t know him.

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