Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 251

After landing the big deal with Infinique Ventures, Pierce celebrated with a few extra drinks at lunch and crashed the moment he got back to the hotel.

With the afternoon wide open, Allison had some time to herself. Southern Ridge, a coastal gem, was a hotspot for tourists. Her hotel was perched right by the sea, and offered stunning views of the deep blue ocean and the soft, golden sands.

The afternoon heat cranked up to nearly ninety degrees. Allison spent it lounging around her hotel room, catching up on some much-needed rest. As the sun began its descent, she slipped into a breezy tank top and shorts, applied sunscreen, donned her sunglasses, and made her way to the beach.

This stretch of sand was private, reserved for hotel guests only, so it was blissfully uncrowded. Allison settled into a lounge chair under a big umbrella, took off her sunglasses, and let her thoughts drift away as she gazed at the endless expanse of water.

The setting sun kissed the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and gold. The sea sparkled like it had been dusted with diamonds, creating a scene straight out of a dream. A gentle sea breeze, carrying a hint of salt, swept in, chasing away the lingering heat.

Allison leaned back in her chair, soaking in the peacefulness of the beachside sunset. She felt completely at ease, a sensation she hadn't felt in what seemed like forever, given how hectic her recent days had been.

"Hey there, are you here alone?" A man's voice interrupted her reverie not long after she settled in.

even glancing his way. "Married

guy seemed even more intrigued. He moved in closer, giving her a once-over with a sleazy grin. "Wow, a mom of two and still looking

continued to ignore

even closer, practically invading her space. "Your husband's not around. Want

him a look of pure disdain.

word, sharp and to the

aren't you?" he taunted, still undeterred. "I

as Allison was

her mind, the guy was suddenly sent sprawling to the sand with a swift kick. "Where'd this creep

K?"

savior was and frowned. What was

at six foot one with a gym-honed physique,

Allison. "Allie, you okay?" Allison kept her expression