Beautifully Spun
Candied Crush #15
Charity Parkerson
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Copyright © 2021 Charity Parkerson
Editor: BZ Hercules & Consultants
ISBN: 978-1-946099-87-7
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Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
About the Author
Introduction
Zayn is looking for love. Spencer wants to live the single life forever. One of them is doomed to fail.
Spencer Wright, better known as Zealous Blaze, is the number one DJ in the world. Not only does everyone know his name, he’s also the most sought-after man on the scene. There’s zero chance anyone is tying him down. His life is too crazy. He would be insane to let himself get ensnared by one person. It’s too bad Spencer can’t stop thinking about Zayn.
Zayn has the worst luck with men. He’s rich and works hard on his body. Zayn would like to think he’s also a nice guy. It just seems like there’s no one left out there for him. Everyone he meets only wants to hook up. Zayn wants a real relationship. It doesn’t help that he has his heart set on the unattainable. From the first time he set eyes on Spencer, he hasn’t wanted anyone else.
Mixing tracks isn’t Spencer’s only talent. He also has Zayn’s head completely spun out of control with the way he wants Zayn one day, and then he pushes Zayn away the next. Maybe this next time, Zayn won’t come back.
One
Meeting men on dating apps was the absolute worst. Unfortunately, Zayn didn’t meet men around every corner in real life. That meant Zayn was stuck with the mixed bag of crap that was online dating. Javier Bisset was a world-renowned heart surgeon. He had a good twenty years on Zayn, but he was Zayn’s third date this week. Pickings were getting slim. Javier seemed nice enough, if not a little reserved. They had spoken on the phone a few times before setting up this date, and every conversation had been on the up and up before now. Still, Zayn had gone back and forth with himself about meeting Javier. In the end, he needed to give the man a shot, age difference or not.
Cool air washed over Zayn as he stepped inside the elite luncheon spot in the heart of upscale L.A. Zayn took off his sunglasses and scanned the crowd.
“Good afternoon, sir. Do you have a reservation?”
Javier came to his feet at a nearby table.
Zayn flashed the maître d’ a smile. “My date is right there.”
The man nodded, and Zayn headed Javier’s way. Javier was tall, dark-haired, and handsome. Intelligence flashed in Javier’s eyes, no doubt making people instinctively trust every confident word he spoke. That was the way of most respected doctors. A gorgeous—if not too white—smile spread across Javier’s face as Zayn neared. He held out his hand for Zayn to shake.
“Zayn. It’s so nice to finally meet you in person. Wow.” He released Zayn’s hand and touched his chin. Before Zayn grasped his intentions, Javier tilted Zayn’s face from side to side, openly inspecting him. “You’ve taken amazing care of yourself. I took a chance on you since you’re over forty. Honestly, I thought you might be a catfish or had work done, but if so, you have an amazing plastic surgeon. I’m not seeing any scars. You’ll be the perfect arm candy.”
For a moment, Javier shocked Zayn speechless with his audacity. Then the outrage set in. “Um. Yeah. That’s going to be a no from me. Don’t contact me again.” Without a word, Zayn headed for the door. Despite longing to be settled down with someone he could call his, Zayn was not that fucking desperate. He made it to his car before Javier caught him.
“Zayn. Wait. I’m sorry.”
Zayn took a calming breath and turned Javier’s way, even though he didn’t doubt he would regret it. He lifted his eyebrows and waited for Javier to say whatever he intended to say.
Javier pasted on a pained expression that looked practiced to Zayn. “Please accept my apology and come back inside. I have a problem with attracting gold diggers, which I can tell by your car you’re not.” Javier’s gaze moved from the Chiron Zayn drove back to Zayn’s face. He smiled. It was fake. “I tend to be obnoxious to weed out the weak.”
Zayn barely restrained an eye roll. “You should stick with the gold diggers since your rudeness also weeds out the strong. Have a nice life.”
Javier didn’t give up. “I’m sincerely sorry. Please come back inside and have lunch with me. I promise you won’t regret giving me another chance.”
“Zayn?”
Zayn fought a wince at the sound of his name being yelled across the parking lot.
“Zayn Tanaka. I thought that was you.”
Of all the people in the entire world that Zayn didn’t want to see him in this position, it was Spencer Wright. Most people knew Spencer as Zealous Blaze. He was the most sought-after DJ in the entire world, and he was also the one man Zayn wanted more than he craved his next breath.
Zayn pasted on a smile that felt brittle even to him as Spencer
