Single Dad, Billionaire Boss_An Irish Billionaire Romance by Holly Rayner

Author:Holly Rayner [Rayner, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-17T16:00:00+00:00

When Monday arrives, I feel completely ready and excited to start work. I’ve been brushing up on first-grade curriculum all weekend, and I even communicated with Mrs. Thompson, whose contact information was provided by Jason. I know exactly where Charlie is in his studies, and I’m prepared to make the transition to a new tutor as smooth as possible for him.

What I’m not prepared for is the size of the Raynes mansion. It’s palatial! The driver, who kindly picked me up in the city, drops me off at five to eight at the top of a U-shaped driveway. A flight of stairs stretches before me, and then, beyond that, I see the front of the mansion. It’s far larger than any house we’ve passed on the street, though they did get bigger and bigger as we neared the address.

I get out of the car, my work bag and purse over one arm. I’m struck speechless by the size of the mansion, so I’m sure the driver thinks I’m a bit nutty as he waits patiently for me to answer the question he just asked.

“Ma’am?” he prompts me.

“Uh… What was that?”

“I asked what time you’d like to be driven back to the city this evening.”

“Oh… I’m not really sure. Could I… Do you mind if I call you? I don’t want to be a bother, but—”

He waves off my concerns. “It’s no trouble. Have a good day, miss.”

“Thank you.” I whisper it so quietly that I’m sure the driver doesn’t hear me. But he walks off anyways, and soon the car pulls away. I’m left to climb the flight of stairs leading up to the twenty-foot tall double doors all by myself.

There are towering white columns on either side of me, connected by high arches. As I wait for the door to be answered, I look out over the grounds. There’s so much manicured green lawn that I almost feel like we’re in the middle of a golf course. I know that property is expensive in Queens, but apparently that doesn’t stop Jason from owning enough land for half a dozen homes.

The door opens behind me, and I swivel around.

Jason greets me warmly. He’s just straightening his tie, and he doesn’t have a suit jacket on yet, though the rest of his business attire is intact: perfectly fitted pants, check. Shining black belt, polished dress shoes, white top that highlights his subtly tanned skin? Check, check, check.

He smells good too, like aftershave, and his hair looks slightly damp. I wonder if he’s just gotten out of the shower.

“Come on in!” he says. “Welcome. Let me show you around.” He holds the door open.

I step tentatively inside, looking around in amazement.

The interior is contemporary chic, with white-washed walls. I note a few abstract paintings, and a floor-to-ceiling sculpture of a bear standing on its hind legs, carved out of black stone. As Jason leads me through the house, I find myself wondering if I’ll ever get used to being surrounded by such beautiful settings.

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