The Gift, Book 3 (The Billionaire's Love Story) by Lily Zante Read Free Book Online

Savannah was transfixed by the silver gray thick Russian fur hat she wore. It was if a fox had curled up and fallen asleep on her head.
    “What were you doing in there?” Candace asked, the tightness in her lips noticeable. “Where?” asked Savannah, feigning innocence.
    “In Tobias’s office—or was it Matthias you’d gone to see?”
    “Are you keeping tabs on me?” She asked, wondering what it was that had ruffled Candace’s feathers.
    “Whatever for?” Candace replied, her voice sweeter than honey.
    “You seem to be overly concerned about me. Or are you usually that nosy?” Savannah was fully aware that Candace had never liked her from the start. The woman narrowed her eyes at her.
    “If you really must know, Tobias wanted me to look at something,” said Savannah, revealing enough to keep her guessing.
    “What?” Candace’s tapered fingers slid over the files she was holding.
    “You’re really worried, aren’t you?” Savannah replied, trying to figure out if it was Tobias Stone that Candace was after or if she was worried about her job. Then, relenting, “If you must know, it was some documents. There was a problem with a few Word templates. Why do you need to know every little thing? Does it bother you that he asked me?”
    “Careful, Savannah. You’re only a temp. Don’t go getting any high and mighty ideas about your role here.”
    “I have no illusions about my role, or my position. I know I’m a lowly temp.” She wondered what Candace would make of it if she knew that Tobias had joined them, purely by accident, yesterday at Bryant Park. She had to stop herself from grinning. “
    “What’s the matter?” Candace asked, curiously. “Why are you smiling at me like that?”
    “No reason. If it makes you feel better, I told Tobias that I would show you.”
    “You don’t have to show me a thing. I know everything I need to know about Word. I’m a PA, not a temp.”
    “That’s what I thought. There’s not much point in being a PA if you can’t handle your Word processing.” She returned Candace’s false smile with her own and then heard the sound of the door opening behind her.
    “You’re still here, Savannah?” Matthias asked, teasingly. “It seems to me that you have your eyes on an office on this side of the floor.” Before she had a chance to refute his allegation, as playful as it seemed, Tobias walked out, wearing a long black coat and giving her a look that burned right through her.
    “I’m very happy in 218, Matthias,” she replied as she dragged her attention away from the man who had the ability to make her heart stop and speed up at will. “I don’t have any desire to be on this side of the floor.”
    “Seems to me that everyone’s feeling grumpy today,” Matthias commented. “I’ll get my coat and meet you downstairs,” he said to his boss and then rushed off as did Candace.
    “I haven’t finished speaking to you.” Tobias whispered, taking a step towards her and making her mouth turn dry.
    “Was there something else?”
    “You know there was.” Tobias told her. But before she could reply, Matthias reappeared in view, slipping on his coat and with a briefcase in his hand. She unintentionally gave him a once-over, in an attempt to focus on something else and to move away from the intensity of Tobias’s closeness, but when she turned to face him again, she found herself staring into Tobias’s hardened face.
    “Good luck,” she said and slipped away as fast as she could.
     

Chapter 8
     
    “Did you get a chance to talk to Mr. Stone today?”
    It was a question Jacob had asked her every day so far. She turned around, slowly removing her rubber gloves, to find Jacob wearing his Age of Ultron Iron Man Mask. “I did,” she replied, carefully. “But like I told you, Honey, he’s been awful busy this whole week. I only saw him getting into his car. He’s not been in the office much lately.”
    Jacob’s shoulders drooped.
    “Why do you keep