Bought and Paid For: An Older Man Younger woman Romance (The Billionaire Boy's Club Book 3) by Gia Bailey

Author:Gia Bailey [Bailey, Gia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

I can still taste you on my fingers, beautiful

I closed the phone with a heavy, embarrassed dread, witnessed in all its glory by mother. The triumphant look on her face made me feel sick.

Jack

After my third unanswered call to Clara, I started to get a bad feeling in my gut. This morning had been perfect, she’d kissed me with abandon in front of her house, and watched me pull away until I turned the corner. I’d felt like a rockstar at that moment, adored by the only fan I wanted. Clara Winter was everything I wanted in a wife, in the mother of my kids, and I had thought we were on the same page.

“Jack, are you listening?”

“Are you saying something worth listening to?” I tossed back at my CFO sitting across from me. The man sighed, and took a swig of coffee that he no doubt wished was something stronger.

“If you don’t think it’s interesting, I guess we'll just go with the previous plan,” Adam said, standing and brushing his suit off, as though he was brushing my disinterest away. I liked Adam, he was a great CFO, and a very rich man himself. He kept me on top of my business, yet today, his words were like soup. I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the irritation and worry about Clara not answering my calls.

“Sounds good,” I said, just as distracted, as I turned to the phone on my desk and beeped my secretary.

“Can you get me Elliot Winter on the line,” I asked her, settling back to look at central park, spread out below my office window, just like a movie. That’s what I had thought for about a year, once we moved into the building. All the things that had happened to me were so far removed from my wildest dreams, that it had taken a long time for me to get used to the fact of my new reality. I still suffered from it. Imposter syndrome. The belief that I don’t deserve to be where I am, or that by some fluke, I’ll lose everything, once everyone realizes there was a regular joe breaking into their billionaire party.

My line buzzed, and I connected. Clara quieted that voice inside me. When she looked at me, I felt like I belonged, like I was good enough. I needed that. I needed her.

“Winter,” was all the greeting Elliot Winter, Clara’s older brother gave me.

“Good morning, my name is Jack Dawson, and I wanted to ask you for some advice about something,” I said, with my usual confidence. Elliot Winter was no pushover, however, and I felt his skepticism over the phone.

“The same Jack Dawson who bid two million dollars on dinner with my little sister?” Elliot asked.

“I didn’t take you for a tabloid reader,”

“I wouldn’t call the New York Times a tabloid,” Elliot said. I snorted.

“Really? I would,” I said critically.

“Well, what have I done to merit a phone call from Jack Dawson, the billionaire who hates people?” Elliot asked me.

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