Rhett Bennett Novels & Stories

Stable: “Alpha.” A soft voice called him before he walked outside the door. He looked over and saw Hannah. Hannah had been a nurse at the hospital for years. She was old enough to be Rhett’s mother and he often thought of her that way. Rhett paused as she motioned for him to come over. “Let me have a look at you.” Hannah said to him. Rhett made a face but followed her into an exam room anyways. She patted the exam bed motiong for him to sit up there. Rhett sighed, plopping up onto the bed. She gathered some supplies from the cabinets.

Sapphire blushed in embarrassment as whisked the chocolate batter. "I do but I wear normal ones...not the one which once your husband will see you and won't leave till you are pregnant with triplets!" A gush of embarrassment brewed in Sapphire and before she could think anything, the whisk flew out of her hand to hit the shameless Selena ! Selena ditched the the whisk and grinned victoriously. She turned to pick up the the whisk from the floor but was left star struck to find James Ronaldo behind her with the batter spread on his face and shoulders.

“They’re nothing. They won’t touch you again.” “But–” “Drop it,” he snapped. I flinched at the coldness of his tone. He exhaled, his eyes softening. “Please. Let’s just leave.” He started pulling me toward his car, but something made me stop. A car engine hummed nearby. I turned, and my heart nearly stopped. A black SUV pulled to a stop from across, the door opened slowly and Rhett came into view. My breath caught as he stepped out, tall and broad, his shirt slightly rumpled, his lip split with blood dark against his skin. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, but his eyes, when they found mine, made everything inside me still.

"It's unquestionably him. That's Rhett in the picture you gave. I responded to your text. Did you not see it?” With a tone of amusement, Andrei insisted. "What Rhett? That's clearly..." Vance started, about to hang up in frustration. Haley abruptly stood up straight on the couch and grabbed Vance’s phone. "Hold on. What did you just say? He's... Rhett? You mean Rhett Fez?” "Haley, correct? Vance’s closest pal,”

He just pays someone to keep it up so when guests come over, the estate looks impressive. I’m glad he does, though, as I like to come here from time to time when I need to decompress. It’s where I go when I need to breathe. The cobblestones are cold on my feet as I take the long route. I pass through the stone arch and hear the sound of running water from one of the fountains and am just about to find my normal bench when I stop breathing altogether. Rhett is here. He’s shirtless, wearing only jeans. Sweat is gleaming off his muscled back and shoulders as he curls a dumbbell in one arm. I knew he was built when I first saw him, but seeing him uncovered like this just takes things to a whole

Roann says. “It’ll be a lot of work, but lots of fun too,” Rhett says. “SO! This is the infamous Gabriel Cruz and…if I am reading this right you and Rhett are…um…involved with one another?” The man, Mr. Henry Moran, says. “Yes, Rhett and I are a couple, Mr. Moran and we are also business partners. We are using my business sense and money with Rhett’s connections and creativity to start a new business,” I reply.