Taking On The Billionaire (Mills & Boon Desire) (Redhawk Reunion, Book 1) by Robin Covington

Author:Robin Covington [Covington, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2020-11-11T18:30:00+00:00

Ten

Tess was probably going to kill him.

Adam pulled up in front of the small bungalow tucked into the end of a small street in the solidly middle-class neighborhood. Nearby yards and driveways were littered with abandoned bikes and skateboards, anchored with basketball nets, and dotted with “Please slow down—children at play” signs. It wasn’t anything like the one he’d grown up in, with locked gates and housekeepers answering the door. This was a neighborhood where the streets filled with costumed kids on Halloween and wagon parades on the Fourth of July. Adam didn’t remember ever having that.

He shook off the dark cloud that always accompanied his dwelling on the ghosts of shitty childhoods past and cut the engine of his car, pausing to consider just how weird this was. Adam hadn’t heard from Tess in almost two days; no response to his texts and voicemails and she’d failed to show at Redhawk/Ling. None of that sounded at all like the Tess he knew. They’d spent every waking moment together or in constant contact in the past few weeks, either searching for the mole or finding chances to work off steam in a way that left him aching for more. So, he was down to two schools of thought about what he was currently doing: it was restraining order level of stalker activity or the action of a normal, noncreepy friend/fuckbuddy.

The jury was still out on which way the “Jury of Tess” would fall on the issue.

But he kept coming back to the fact that failing to show up for work or answer his inquiries was nothing like Tess Lynch. If she didn’t want to talk to you, she’d tell you to your face in unequivocal language and then freeze you out like a blizzard at the North Pole.

Screw it. If she murdered him, so be it.

Adam opened the door on his Audi R8 Spyder and glanced around the neighborhood as he shut the door. Three doors down a young woman was pretending to pull weeds as she watched him and her toddler out of the corner of her eye. She paused when she got the full look of him and her wide-eyed reaction was either because he was a stranger in her neighborhood, he was a brown stranger in her neighborhood or she was ogling his car. He nodded, giving her his best “I’m a billionaire business owner so please don’t call the cops” smile and walked up the short concrete walk lined with pretty flowers to the teal-painted front door and raised his hand to push the doorbell. He hesitated a brief moment, giving himself one more chance to back out before pressing the button.

He could hear the perky tone of the bell chime behind the closed door but that was it. Not the sound of footsteps, no voice yelling at him to hang on. Nothing. He waited a few moments longer, shifting to try to peek through the large bay window in the front of the house but noting that the privacy blinds were shut tight.

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