The Billionaire Is Back: A Small Town, Brother's Best Friend Romance (Beacon Harbor Book 1) by Kayley Loring & Connor Crais

The Billionaire Is Back: A Small Town, Brother's Best Friend Romance (Beacon Harbor Book 1) by Kayley Loring & Connor Crais

Author:Kayley Loring & Connor Crais [Loring, Kayley & Crais, Connor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-25T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 18

Beauty & the Yeast

Claire

I wake up alone in my guest bed, exactly as naked and frustrated as I was when I went to sleep last night. But wow, did I sleep soundly. This was the first time I went to bed without setting an alarm in I don’t even know how many years. Stretching, I don’t even recite any affirmations this morning because the past twenty-four hours have been one long affirmation.

I check my phone and find pictures and a video from the interior designer at my bakery. I’m ashamed to admit I didn’t even think to check in with the team all day yesterday, but things seem to be progressing smoothly. Grady has already sent a thumbs-up emoji response. I reply with a paragraph of praise and thanks, even though all they’ve done so far is cleared everything out of the store and started painting. I can’t believe things are getting done without me. I really can’t believe I’m letting other people take care of things for me, but it feels pretty great.

The door to Grady’s room is wide open when I casually wander into the closet hallway, barefoot in my donut-and-coffee pajama pants and a tank top, with my hair in low pigtails that drape over the front of my shoulders and absolutely no makeup on. This is my boss-lady way of signaling to Grady that I’m not trying to seduce him while accidentally-on-purpose looking like a manga college girl who’s daring him to seduce me.

He is not in the master bedroom area. I quickly glance around the space, which is a mistake because there is something so very alluring about it. Three of the walls are bright white like the ones in the guest room, so the morning light bounces off of them, but the wall behind the king-size bed is painted slate gray to match the duvet. The pure white sheets look so luxurious, and the headboard is a cognac leather wall cushion that hangs from a sturdy steel bar. I hightail it out of there as soon as I envision my head banging against that soft leather because nope—not happening.

I hear faint chamber music emanating from the first floor as I take the stairs down. I’m sure there are a number of ways to reach the kitchen from the gallery, but I go through the living room and dining room the way Grady took me yesterday so I don’t get lost. As soon as I’m in the dining room I can smell the most incredible coffee. I mean, I make great coffee, but this aroma is otherworldly. I wonder if the housekeeper makes it for him every morning. Pausing in the doorway of the butler’s pantry, I spy something that just makes me angry.

Grady is frying bacon and cutting up cherry tomatoes. He’s still wearing those navy blue pajama pants and he’s still shirtless. His back is to me, so I can watch his muscles tense and release as he flips the bacon and slices into the tomatoes.



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