Crave: A Billionaire Bachelors Club Novel by Murphy Monica

Author:Murphy, Monica [Murphy, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-08-05T22:00:00+00:00

Archer

I GLANCE AT my watch for what feels like the millionth time, wondering where the hell Ivy is. She’s close to twenty minutes late, and I know for a fact she’s ridiculously punctual.

With the exception of tonight when she’s meeting me. Shit.

Drumming my fingers atop the white tablecloth in a steady rhythm, I glare at the entrance to the restaurant. I hate it when people make me wait. In business, I flat out don’t tolerate it. That this woman I’ve known since she was a gangly teenager with a mouthful of metal leaves me waiting almost desperately for her arrival blows my mind.

And rarely is my mind blown. Funny, how the one person who keeps doing it on a regular basis is Ivy.

She’s angry with me. I could hear it in her voice when I spoke to her on the phone. It had taken me two days to work up the courage to call her. Like a complete wuss, I rehearsed that conversation in my mind a thousand times.

The reality had turned out worse than my imagination. At least I got her to agree to see me. But what if she decides not to show and leaves me hanging?

I push the thought from my mind, refusing to acknowledge it for even a minute.

“Another drink, sir?” The waitress appears, her gaze full of sympathy. She probably thinks I’ve been stood up.

Hell, I’ve never been stood up in my life. “I’m fine,” I mutter.

“Perhaps you’d like to order dinner? An appetizer, maybe?” She sounds hopeful and I’m beyond ready to crush her dreams.

Shaking my head, I glare at her. “I’ll wait a few more minutes.”

She takes off after flashing me a wan smile, leaving me to brood. If Ivy doesn’t show, I can hire someone else to do this job. It wouldn’t be a problem, there’s a goddamn list of designers who would give up their first born to work with Bancroft.

But damn it, I trust her. I want her. And not just for her amazing design skills.

She isn’t just Ivy. Could I really fall for her? Why else would I act like such an anxious asshole? This woman has me so twisted up in knots I’m ready to do anything to have her back in my life.

Anything.

Scowling, I glare at the door, as if that’ll make her magically appear. I’m thinking like a chick but I can’t deny it. I want her with me all the damn time. It’s scary how bad I need her. Trying to ignore her didn’t work. I went almost an entire month without contacting her, but she’s all I could think about. The moment I get into the city, I’m reaching for the phone, demanding that she meet me.

I remember how put out she sounded on the phone, her voice full of irritation. The first indication I’m most likely going to screw this up.

Hell. I cannot screw it up.

And then there’s the stupid bet. Matt sends me the occasional email asking on my dating situation. Hell,

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