Her Billionaire Rancher Boss by Genevieve Turner

Author:Genevieve Turner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penny Bright Publishing, LLC

CHAPTER SIX

When Benedict walked into the office the next morning, Pilar did not get the reception she’d been expecting.

“Morning,” she chirped as Benedict strode past her to his office door, looking lean hipped and long legged in his usual jeans, his hair beginning to slip over his forehead.

She pulled her shoulders back and sucked her belly in, the better for him to see the new blouse she was wearing. Her breasts looked spectacular in it, if she did say so herself. Spectacular, but still professional. And yesterday he’d proved that he liked her tits. Really liked them.

“Morning,” he muttered, giving her a spare glance before disappearing behind his office door.

Her spine slumped. Well… well, that had sucked. He’d never before been so curt. He always asked how she was, how things were going, what was on the agenda for the day, no matter how busy he was.

And they were supposed to be having an affair.

She was still his admin though. Time to go be his admin.

She marched into his office, finding him standing behind his desk, knuckles braced against it as he peered at his computer.

“Your schedule for today has been updated,” she told him.

His gaze flicked to her for half a moment, then flicked back to the screen. “I know.”

That was rather short. And chilled.

“Is there anything you’d like to go over this morning?” Brisk, efficient, professional. Which was how they were supposed to be on company time.

“No.” He glanced at the door. “That’s all.”

Okay. She could handle this, although it hurt a little, especially after he’d felt her up in her kitchen yesterday. And taken her to church. But she wanted this distance between them at work.

Only—not quite so distant. Not quite so cold.

“Call me if you need anything.”

He didn’t look up.

So she left.

He remained short-tempered throughout the morning, answering her every request with monosyllables, his gaze sliding off her each time he glanced her way. By noon she felt small and stupid and smashed.

The affair had been his idea, but maybe he’d changed his mind. He could have told her that rather than engage in this cold-shoulder business. She could take a hint—she wouldn’t cling to him when she wasn’t wanted.

She smashed her fist into the stapler much harder than necessary, enjoying the sharp metallic crunch as the staple bit through the stack of papers.

Thank God she was leaving in three months. She never would have imagined Benedict could transform into an asshole so quickly, but better to know now.

At noon, she poked her head into his office, not willing to come any closer and face his bruising avoidance. “Anything else before I leave for lunch?”

She wasn’t leaving, only slinking off to find a hidden corner to eat her peanut butter sandwich, but he didn’t need to know that. Let him think she had a hot lunch date.

He glanced up from his paperwork and looked at her—really looked at her—for the first time that day. His expression was stark, his eyes haunted—he was… anguished.

What had happened?

She crossed his office in a flash.

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