The Invitation Audiobook
The Invitation Audiobook 🎧 Vi Keeland Audiobook
Hudson Rothschild was the first person I met at a wedding. I’d gotten an unexpected invitation to one of the city’s swankiest venues.
Hudson was a groomsman and arguably the most attractive man I’d ever seen. Our chemistry was off the charts when he asked me to dance.
Given the wedding I was attending, I realized it wasn’t a smart idea to get engaged to him. But our connection was strong, and I was enjoying myself.
The pleasure came to a sudden halt when Hudson realized I wasn’t who I claimed to be. So, remember that surprise invitation I got? It was sent to my ex-roommate, who’d bounced a check for two months’ rent and walked out in the middle of the night. I assumed she owed me a pricey night out, although I suppose I was technically crashing the wedding.
I couldn’t get out of there quickly enough once I was busted. I may have snatched a few bottles of pricey champagne from the tables I passed as I dashed for the door, all while the lovely, enraged groomsman was hard on my track.
I got into a taxi outside. As we drove down the street, my heart ricocheted into my ribs, but at least I was unharmed.
So I reasoned.
Until I realized I’d forgotten my phone at the table.
Take a guess as to who found it.
This is how Hudson Rothschild and I met in the first place. But believe me when I say that this is simply the tip of the iceberg.
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Mr. Rothschild, do you have a phone call, I huffed and pressed the intercom who is it it’s Evelyn Whitley tossing my pen onto my desk. I picked up the phone and leaned back in my chair Evelyn. Thank you for calling me back. Of course, how are you Hudson frustrated enough to call my little sister’s annoying friend, who I hadn’t wanted to give a job to, but did anyway only to have said annoying friend stop showing up to work two months ago and quit without any notice? I’m well and you’re pretty good, although Louisiana is really humid compared to new york – is that where she’d run off to I didn’t care and small talk with Evelyn wasn’t on my packed agenda for today.
So the reason I had my assistant track, you down was a woman, who came to Olivia’s wedding. Pretending to be you me really. Who would do that? I was hoping you could tell me geez. I have no idea, I didn’t even think liv had invited me to her wedding.
I definitely didn’t get an invitation. My sister said she mailed it right around the time you left town. It went to your old address here in the city. Was your mail being forwarded or was someone picking it up for you? I get almost all my mail electronically phone bills, credit cards, and stuff, so I didn’t do a mail forward.
My old roommate still lives in the apartment, so she could have received it. You had a roommate yeah Stella. Maybe it was Stella Evelyn who laughed. I don’t think so: she’s, definitely not the type to crash a wedding. Humor me.
What does your old roommate look like? I don’t know blonde hair, maybe five foot five pale skin nice, curves, glasses, size, seven shoes the hair, color, nice, curves and skin description were a match and I suppose the woman could have had contacts in but who the hell gives shoe size as part of a Physical description by any chance would your roommate have a habit of smelling things. Yes, Stella’s, some sort of perfume developer for a stay-lotter, or at least she was before she quit. We were only roommates for a year or so, but she was always sniffing things. A little odd, if you ask me, have you heard from the prince, charming yet fisher opened my refrigerator and took out a container of yesterday’s dinner, even though it was only 7.
Am I shaking my head and trying to hide my disappointment? It’S probably for the best. What’S it been like a week now, eight days, not that I’m counting, I’m totally counting, he looked me up and down. Why are you dressed so early? I just got back from watching the sunrise.
You know you can set the background of your laptop to some pretty nice sunrises and sunsets, and sleep in Fischer popped off the Tupperware, lid and forked, a full breaded chicken cutlet as if it were a lollipop. He bit off a piece. That’S not quite the same, but thanks um. Do you want me to heat that up, for you give you a plate and knife to cut it up or better, yet make you some eggs for breakfast? No need he shrugged and took another bite.
What did you call him? I looked at my best friend blankly. I can’t call him why not because he probably changed his mind. Are you forgetting how we met? I’m shocked.
He even asked for my phone number, I’m thinking he had a temporary lapse, of insanity, and thought better of it after I left besides, I have a date tomorrow. Anyway, with who ben the guy you met online. That was a few weeks ago. Wasn’T it yeah? I was supposed to go out with him a few days ago, but I canceled how come you canceled?
I don’t know. I shrugged and just had a lot to do. Fisher gave me a look. Nice try, but I ain’t buying it. You were hoping prince, charming, would call and wanted to keep your calendar free.
I wasn’t waiting for Hudson to call have you checked your phone for missed messages more than once this week? No, I said way too quickly and sounded completely defensive. I totally had a few times a day actually, but I knew how fisher operated. He was relentless. It’S what made him such a good lawyer.
If he found one little string hanging, he would keep pulling and pulling until the entire sweater unraveled. So I wasn’t about to hand him that thread on a silver platter. Mr. Rothschild, you have a phone call. I huffed and pressed the intercom who is it it’s Evelyn Whitley tossing my pen onto my desk. I picked up the phone and leaned back in my chair.
Evelyn, thank you for calling me back. Of course, how are you Hudson frustrated enough to call my little sister’s annoying friend, who I hadn’t wanted to give a job to, but did anyway only to have said annoying friend stop showing up to work two months ago and quit without any notice? I’m well, and you’re pretty good, although Louisiana is really humid compared to new york – is that where she’d run off to I didn’t care and small talk with Evelyn, wasn’t on my path.