Billionaire Bosshole: An Enemies-to-Lovers Office Romance (Bedding the Billionaire Book 3) by Laura Lee

Billionaire Bosshole: An Enemies-to-Lovers Office Romance (Bedding the Billionaire Book 3) by Laura Lee

Author:Laura Lee [Lee, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Lovestruck Publishing LLC
Published: 2020-01-08T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

QUINN

I startled awake, wincing as a crick in my neck made itself known. My eyes blinked rapidly as they struggled to focus. Once the sleep fog had finally cleared, I noticed that Ronan was snoozing quietly beside me. Damn, I loved his name. I loved thinking it and saying it, especially in the heat of the moment as he’d so crudely pointed out earlier. Why did I insist on going back to formalities? Why was calling him by his first name such a big deal? People did it all the time, especially ones who had seen each other naked. Although, now that I thought about it, I’d never actually seen Ronan completely naked before.

I made a note to myself to rectify that ASAP. Wait... scratch that. That train of thought could only lead to trouble. I had no idea how to handle this new dynamic of ours, but one thing I was certain of, was that Ronan Maxwell was trouble with a capital T. That was why I’d insisted on calling him Mr. Maxwell earlier, and why I needed to continue doing so. It helped me maintain the wall around my heart that seemed to be weakening every day. It was pretty much my last defense in protecting myself from this man.

God, he was so arrestingly beautiful like this. The persistent chip on his shoulder was nowhere to be found. He looked significantly younger than his thirty-five years on any given day, but in sleep, it was even more prominent. He had this innocence about him that was boyish, almost, but with a rugged, manly twist. I had to fight back the urge to lean forward and pepper his stubbled jaw with kisses.

“If you’re going to keep staring at me, you might as well take a picture,” he mumbled.

Shit! How long had he been awake? And how did he know I was staring?

“Please. I wasn’t staring.” I schooled my expression as his eyes opened.

His lips curved. “Okay, sweetheart, let’s go with that.”

“Don’t call me that.” I narrowed my eyes. “It’s demeaning and entirely inappropriate in the workplace.”

He looked around the cabin. “Funny, I thought we were on an airplane, not in the office.”

“You know the point I was trying to make.”

His eyebrows rose. “I’m afraid I don’t.”

Jesus, I wanted to smack him. “Fine, be an ass. Since you need me to spell it out for you, if you need to address me for any reason, Miss Montgomery will suffice.”

Ronan released a short laugh. “Good luck with that... Quinn.”

“Nuh-uh.” I shook my head. “We’re not on a first-name basis. How many times do I have to tell you that?”

“And how many times do I have to tell you that’s not going to happen. I’m not going backward.”

My hands curled into fists. I swear, I’d never met someone who could elicit so many violent thoughts before him.

“You are the most stubborn person I’ve ever met.”

He glared. “I could say the same about you, sweetheart.”

Ugh, I wanted to scream. Since that wasn’t possible, I decided avoidance was the best solution.



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