The Billionaire Boyfriend Trap by Kendra Little Read Free Book Online Page B

question? I hoped so, because I felt almost too
awkward to ask it. But part of me had to know. I didn't understand
why. "After," he said without meeting my gaze. "If I'd known you
were there, I would have stopped." He picked up the papers, still
avoiding my gaze, but then he set them down again. "Seeing as we're
asking personal questions of one another, I have one for you."
    "Go ahead. But I won't be answering anything
too personal. Let's keep our relationship on a business footing,
okay?"
    "This shouldn't be too personal, but I can't
make that promise of future questions."
    "And I can't make promises that I'll answer
them."
    "Don't make me snoop. I don't like spying on
my employees."
    Hell. He would spy on me? I swallowed. "Just
ask your question."
    "Will your connection to the Serendipity Bend
property cause any problems?"
    I paused for a heartbeat, thinking through my
answer. "None that I can foresee."
    "Your sister won't get mad?"
    "My sister doesn't know I work for you and
nor will she find out. This job is only temporary and it makes no
difference whether I work for you or not, you'll still go ahead
with your plans."
    "What makes you say that?"
    "Because rumor has it you're a cold-hearted
son of a bitch and won't care who asks you not to bulldoze that
house. You'll still do it."
    He huffed out a gruff laugh. "At least you're
honest. Few people around here are. Aren't you afraid of losing
your job?"
    "I'm a temp, Reece. I start and finish jobs
all the time. I'll find another one."
    "Sure you will. But no boss will be as good
to work for as me."
    Arrogant asshole. I turned on a smile.
"Speaking of which, I haven't signed a contract yet. Who should I
speak to for the paperwork?"
    "Leave it with me."
    "But I'd like to get it sorted soon, before
we both get too comfortable."
    "Too late. I'm already comfortable. You've
taken notes in my meetings, made plans to fix Ally's mistakes and
even watered the plant." At my raised brows, he gave me a wicked
smiled. "I snooped around your workspace while you were at
lunch."
    "That's hardly fair."
    "I don't play fair, Cleo. Cold-hearted son of
a bitch, remember?"
    I stood abruptly and fixed him with my most
serious glare. He could do whatever he liked to try and intimidate
me or control me, or whatever it was he was trying to do, but it
wouldn't work. In essence, I didn't work for him, I worked for
Ellen and I was employed to stop his Serendipity Bend project
before the bulldozers showed up. Doing that was far more important
than playing his games.
    "Have my employment contract on my desk by
the morning," I said and stalked to the door.
    Somehow he reached it first. He blocked the
doorway with his formidable body. Being so close to him was like
being on the edge of a black hole. All my bravado was sucked out of
me by his compelling presence. The woman in me just wanted to reach
out and touch his abs beneath his shirt. But we didn't touch, just
stared one another down. I prayed he couldn't see the anxiety in my
eyes.
    "You don't order me about," he said in a low
voice that rumbled up from the depths of his chest. "Got that?"
    I nodded primly. "Of course. As your
employee, I would never dream of doing such a thing. Would it help
if I said please?"
    He seemed uncertain how to react to my sweet
turn. His gaze softened and he lowered his arm. "You can get me
another coffee before you leave for the day."
    "You shouldn't drink so much coffee. It's bad
for you." I held up my hands in surrender. "But I wouldn't dream of
telling you what to do. It's your health." I lowered my
lashes, hoping for the smoky, sexy look that he'd perfected. "Your
body."
    I brushed past him, holding my breath in the
hope that if I didn't breathe in his scent, I wouldn't be affected.
Wrong. My insides flipped as my arm touched his. There might have
been clothing between us, but I felt the jolt of my body's
awareness as surely as a lightning strike.
    I didn't look back to see if he'd felt it
too. I hurried to the little