Taming The Boss (Billionaires In The City Book 7) by Crowe Mallory

Author:Crowe, Mallory [Crowe, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sprinters Press
Published: 2016-01-12T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

The next morning, Cali’s decision to retreat was solidified with seven simple words by Rourke. “Do you know who Easson Harper is?”

Any trace of sleep washed away from her face. It felt as though a bucket of cold water poured down on her. “Umm...who?” she stuttered out, hoping he would think her reaction had more to do with her just getting up than recognition.

“I think he’s the guy who shot at you. I found some shells in the woods off the highway and had the sheriff run prints on them and he’s the one who came up. Does the name sound familiar?”

Easson was here? Shooting at her? Why wouldn’t he kill her? Why wouldn’t he approach? “I’m assuming this isn’t some redneck local that you knew about already?”

“Never heard of him before.”

That would change. If the sheriff had run Easson’s prints, it wouldn’t be long until the FBI was here looking for him. Which meant Rourke would find out the truth about what Easson had been to her. Find out how stupid she’d been.

“Are you coming back to New York with me or not?” she blurted out. She needed an answer. There were no more games. No more trying to convince him to see reason. If Easson was here, she needed to leave. The longer he was here, the more people were in danger. People she wanted to keep safe, like Mary. And, even to some annoying extent, Rourke.

“You know I’m not going to do that.”

She nodded as he confirmed what she already knew. The two million dollars had been a nice thought, but it had just been a dream. Nothing that good came without hard work. At least not in her experience. No reason for that to change now.

So it was back to the original plan. She wasn’t going back to Luke. Especially not after sleeping with his brother. She’d have to update her resume and start shopping it around. She had a few connections in high places. Maybe she could make some phone calls too.

She looked Rourke over, trying to memorize every handsome plane of his face, because she doubted she’d ever see him again. He was shirtless, of course, wearing only a pair of gray pajama pants slung low on his hips. Not a bad last image to have. Even if she was pissed at him, it didn’t mean she couldn’t appreciate the view.

She’d already been down the road of trying to act as if she wasn’t much too attracted to him. Of course, he didn’t have to do anything to turn into the man of her dreams. On the other hand, she’d rebelled and refused to put on makeup that morning. If he wanted her here, he was getting her full, blemished glory.

But judging from the way his eyes had raked over her when she walked down, her passive-aggressive plan hadn’t worked all that well.

She tried to think of a way to tell him to go screw himself. To let him know she was done with his games.

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