Her Billionaire Boss by Jo Grafford

Author:Jo Grafford [Grafford, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JG Press
Published: 2019-01-29T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17: Cobra’s Lair

Jacey

Jacey was surprised to wake in a cocoon of silky sheets. She was also surprised to feel the warm, heavy hand covering hers. She yawned and stretched, allowing her gaze to follow the hand to the dark sprinkling of hair along the very masculine, very well-corded bronze arm connected to it. She jolted into full awareness the moment she ascertained the identity of the man sleeping in the chair next to her bed.

Luca!

The memory of her near escape at the airport flooded back. He’d flat out refused to drive her home, insisting she stay with someone who could look after her for the weekend. She hadn’t expected him to volunteer himself for the task. She gazed at the dark, heavy furniture in the massive room that was the size of her entire apartment. Was this his master suite? Because that would mean she’d been sleeping in his bed.

Heat stole along her cheekbones as she sat up and squinted at him. With his long legs crossed in front of him and his expression relaxed in sleep, he looked like a very different man than the one who’d waylaid her at the airport. Gone was his suit and tie and overbearing demeanor. In the dim light pouring from the half-open door on the other side of the room, she could make out a dark t-shirt hugging the delicious contours of his chest. It tapered to a narrow waist encased in faded jeans.

Um…wow!

He was even more gorgeous out of a suit than in one. She swallowed hard and forced her gaze back to his face. An evening shadow turned his firm jaw rugged, and the hank of hair lying across his forehead made her think of Easton’s ever-tousled appearance. She wanted to reach over and smooth it back from his face.

But it wasn’t her place. Only look, don’t touch. He’s not Easton.

It suddenly struck her how much the two brothers resembled each other. Not Luca’s usual suited version but rather this less slicked up version. In jeans and a t-shirt, he looked so much like the careless, laughing Easton she remembered that it made her heart ache. They shared the same bronze skin tone and basic familial facial structure, but that’s where their similarities ended. In every other area, Luca was bigger, broader, and harder.

She didn’t realize she was squeezing his hand until his eyelids snapped open.

He sat up in the armchair, rubbing his eyes. “How do you feel? Are you in any pain?”

“Do you interrogate all your patients the moment they wake up, doc?” She tossed her hair over her shoulder.

“Only on Saturdays,” he shot back.

She scowled at him. “I demand a shower and a toothbrush first. Then we’ll talk.”

“I’d like that, Jacey. Thank you” The humble timbre in his voice caught her off guard. She’d never seen the please and thank you side of him before.

“Don’t get your hopes up, Uncle Luca. I can’t promise to tell you what you want to hear, and I absolutely will not promise to continue living in this city.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.