Billionaires In Love: 5 Billionaire Romance Books (Billionaires In Love Box Set Book 4) by Glenna Sinclair

Author:Glenna Sinclair
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

What was I supposed to do when someone told me my dreams weren’t my own? Where was I supposed to turn to?

It had been impossible to face Dad after reading that email. I’d stayed in bed for two whole days, feigning illness and hating myself for it, hating that I gave him more work and a cause to worry about me just because I didn’t have a good enough poker face to be around him after that behemoth of a message from my mother.

On the morning of the third day, I got out of bed even before I heard Dad moving around downstairs and took the hottest shower I could stand, looking to scald my uncertainties away. Couldn’t I just scrub away everything bad that had happened and start over again? Was there a soap in the world that would make me forget about what my mother had written to me?

If I could invent a magic thing like that, soap that would make a person who used it forget about whatever they wanted to, I figured I’d never have to work another day in my life ever again. I’d be rich.

I towel-dried my hair and went downstairs with it still damp, looking to fix Dad something for breakfast to make up for my own weakness. The biscuits were nearly done, the gravy hot, and the coffee poured by the time he came out to the kitchen, pleasantly surprised.

“Well, I take this to mean that you’re feeling better,” he said, giving me a peck on the cheek.

“I don’t know what got into me,” I lied. “You better not get too close. I wouldn’t want to give anything to you that would put you in bed for two days.” But that was impossible. Dad’s convictions were strong. He believed in the farm and his dreams to make it successful. I was the one who was having trouble believing in myself.

“Well, you didn’t have to go and make all this,” Dad said, unable to hide how thrilled he was at having a hot breakfast for once. “I’m just glad you’re up and about again, and feeling back to normal. Are you feeling up to making a few deliveries into the city today? If not, we can put them off.”

“Put them off?” I asked, concerned. “We can’t put off deliveries, Dad. You know that as well as I do. Our harvests are almost at peak ripeness. Have we been putting off deliveries?”

“That’s why I have three scheduled for today,” Dad said. “I was going to do them if you weren’t up and about.”

“Why were you going to do them? We can’t spare you.”

“We can’t spare anyone,” he told me. “Several people are taking vacation right now. I couldn’t tell them not to.”

“But there’s so much to do,” I argued. “Couldn’t they have waited a while? Staggered their time off? I refuse to believe that we have so many people off from work that my two days sick in bed delayed actual deliveries. That’s how we make money.

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