Her Two Billionaires and a Baby by Julia Kent

Author:Julia Kent [Kent, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00B6K69K8
Published: 2013-01-26T04:00:00+00:00

“Oh, my God! It's the billionaire bachelor!” the receptionist screeched as the elevator doors parted and Dylan stepped out onto Laura's floor. The lobby at Laura's work was more crowded than it had been when he'd delivered flowers to her last month and heads turned. Then more heads.

Then every.single.head.

Oh, geez. The last thing he needed. “You remember me, right?” the receptionist crooned, walking over and extending her hand. “Debbie. I was here the day you delivered flowers to Laura.” Wink.

The absolutely last thing he needed. He didn't shake her hand. “Where is Laura?” he asked, not caring that he was being blunt, pointedly ignoring all the eyes on him.

“She went home sick.” A deep male voice answered, to Dylan's left. The man was middle-aged, greying temples, a bit of a paunch. Nice suit. Her boss? He nodded to Debbie, who skittered over to her station and began answering phone calls, eyes glued on the two men.

“Oh. Is she OK?” He frowned, concerned.

“I won't comment on that, but after she watched the news report featuring you, she clearly wasn't doing well.” Ah. This guy was a straight shooter. A little angry on Laura's behalf. Dylan could understand that.

And respect it. Even if it pained him deeply to have caused her pain.

“Thanks. I'll try to catch her at home.” Debbie's eyes widened and she reached for a smart phone, texting furiously. Gossip. Great. Poor Laura.

Poor Laura? He was the cause of what made her poor Laura. Holy fuck. He'd never considered that the fallout could do this to her.

A hand on his arm. Firm. Unyielding. His hackles went up and a thin thread of fight grew in him. The boss's eyes were cold steel, pointed directly at Dylan like a weapon. “I wouldn't do that if I were you. If she wants to see you, she can contact you.” This wasn't advice.

This was a veiled threat. Or, at least, that's how it sounded to Dylan's hypersensitive ears. Who was this tool to tell him how to handle Laura? He shook the man's hand off him roughly and got right in his face.

“I'll talk to her if I want to.” His face was inches from the boss, who stood up and matched Dylan on height. This guy was twenty years older and probably out of shape, but he was a fierce dude who wasn't backing down, even in the presence of a very muscled fire fighter.

“If she wants to talk to you. Otherwise, you're just an angry stalker.”

There was that word again. Stalker. “You don't know anything about – ”

Ding! The elevator behind Dylan slid open and he heard two heavy steps, then Mike's breathless voice. “Is she still here?”

Debbie just about had a heart attack, her jaw dropping so low her mouth could have been a dustpan. “Thor,” she whispered. Dylan nearly barked out a laugh, the comment shaking him from his stand off with Laura's boss.

“No. She's gone,” the boss said, then looked at Dylan. Hard.

A new hand on his arm, this time Mike's.

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