Read Then Came You (The Wilde Sisters #2) for Free Online Page A

thirty minutes. Okay?”
    “Perfect. Thank you.”
    Thyme hung up and scratched her head. What was Grayson into? Why did Armand seem so nervous bringing her to visit him? Grayson didn’t come off as intimidating. Courteous, gentle, a tad-bit old fashioned. Or was that all for show? Once again Sage’s warnings echoed loudly through her head.
    They looked like tourists, with Thyme in a turquoise sundress she got at Target and her hair pulled back into a ponytail, and Maddie in a cute little pink polka dot halter top with jean shorts and flip flops. Definitely not classy girls fit to stay in the luxury Montgomery Resort. But whatever.
    Armand greeted them at the front of the resort and pulled out a lollipop from behind his back. “For Miss Maddie.”
    She looked up to Thyme for permission, her green eyes glowing with excitement. Oh, the simple things that pleased children. “Go ahead. But use your manners.”
    “Thank you, Mr. Almond.”
    He chuckled graciously. “Your chariot awaits.” He opened the door and helped them into the backseat.
    The simple beauty of the ocean and the exotic flowers erased some of the anger she harbored toward Grayson. They took winding roads along the coast, passing commercial hotels—the obvious tourist spot for those not as ridiculously rich as the Montgomerys and their kind—and came to a stop in front of a high-rise. The ride was longer than she expected, giving her too much time to cool her head. She wanted to give Grayson Montgomery a piece of her pissed-off mind.
    The grounds to the hotel he was working on were a bustle of landscapers and masons building fountains, planting shrubs, and laying stone patios. The exterior of the building looked finished and polished.
    Just like Grayson.
    Armand opened the door and held his hand out to Thyme. “I couldn’t reach Mr. Montgomery this morning. He must be in a meeting. There may be someone inside who can tell you where to find him. I’ll wait out here until you’re ready to leave.”
    “You don’t have to do that. I’m sure you have better things to do.”
    “Oh, no. Working for Mr. Montgomery is a wonderful job. And driving his guests around is a pure pleasure.”
    “Oh, does he have a lot of guests?” She didn’t mean to sound nosey. Or jealous.
    “You’re the first that aren’t family.” He winked as he helped Maddie out of the car. If he only knew. “I’ll be here when you are ready to leave.”
    Thyme grabbed Maddie’s hand, caressing her soft skin as they walked through the arsenal of construction workers.
    The hotel wasn’t as grand as the Montgomery; the tall, arched entryway was inviting instead of overwhelming. It felt more like a family–friendly hotel rather than the luxury palace where she feared she or Maddie would spill fruit punch on the white furniture.
    Electricians were stationed on scaffolding, hanging brightly colored ceiling fans. The walls were not the typical white or beige, but bright, vibrant shades of turquoise and orange.
    “Miss, can I help you?”
    A beautiful, tall redhead in a beige dress too tight and skimpy for a construction site sauntered up to Thyme, her black stilettos echoing on the unfinished floor. She pointed her bright red fake nails at Maddie. “This is no place for kids. You’ll have to leave. The hotel doesn’t open for another month.”
    How ironic that the “family-friendly” hotel was not a place for kids. However, the bitchy model did have a point. The place was a madhouse of contractors.
    “We’re actually here to see Mr. Montgomery. Could you please tell me where to find him?” Thyme plastered on an over-the-top fake smile and pulled Maddie into her hip.
    “What do you want with Mr. Montgomery?”
    “That’s between Gray—Mr. Montgomery—and myself.”
    As if on cue, Grayson appeared on the stairway, a tall blonde on his arm. The woman was beautiful, a few years older than Grayson, and seemed comfortable and relaxed in his presence.
    Thyme scowled. The man