The One Who Got Away (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Ava Claire

Author:Ava Claire [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult & College, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), billionaire romance, ava claire, Alpha male, alpha male romance, billionaire, billionaire love, billionaire erotic romance, alpha billionaire, alpha billionaire romance
Amazon: B01B6XYQUY
Published: 2016-01-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

I fiddled with my ID badge as I cruised onto Poole Road, pointed toward Morgan Elementary. Rosa had greeted me a few hours ago, her smile a little cautious but still megawatt. It was pretty clear that she was filled with questions like, who was I that I could talk to Lincoln Carraway like he was little more that gum on the bottom of my shoes and live to tell the tale? When I’d just signed the new employee paperwork and flashed a tight, pained grin for my badge photo, she got the hint and bygones were bygones. I had a week to get settled and wade into the Backpacks for Change program, but I’d never been one to wade into anything. Program materials tucked in my red leather briefcase and destination punched in my phone, Siri guided me to the first school on the agenda.

I kicked the gearshift to park and turned off my car. I gently eased the visor down, carefully opening the weary flap to reveal a mirror that had splintered years ago but by some magic, hadn’t rained shards of glass on me. I found a sliver and gave my face a once over. Except for some mascara and concealer to hide my late night, I was makeup free. I reached for my purse in the backseat. I smoothed the Neutrogena gloss over my lips and rubbed them together. Just that tiny motion reminded me of Lincoln’s departure last night. I’d nailed my feet to the ground, forbidding myself from running after him, snatching him to me, and kissing his lips right off his face. Instead, I watched him climb into his ridiculous Escalade, glittering rims and all, and followed his exit from the lot. I’d proceeded to go back into the bar, only to find that Ashton hadn’t missed me at all. She was engrossed in a conversation with Josh about whether Breaking Bad or The Sopranos was the most badass show ever. I’d unknowingly signed up to be a third wheel, which meant that the one drink plan became the ‘Drink until somebody cut me off’ plan.

Unsurprisingly, I woke up with craters beneath my eyes and a headache the size of Alaska. Surprisingly, it was nothing Advil, a dash of makeup, and determination to take care of business couldn’t handle. And today’s agenda was getting Backpacks for Change off the ground...and not thinking about Lincoln Carraway.

Part one of the agenda was well under way. The fractured grimace that multiplied like some fun house mirror was proof that part two needed some work.

I tucked the visor back in place and slipped from the car. With my briefcase in hand, I smoothed the front of my pencil skirt and buttoned my blazer. My blonde and honey brown strands were pulled into a bun that sat at the nape of my neck. I strode across the parking lot, the sound of kids playing on a playground just out of sight lassoing my heart. For some of those kids, the kids the program would benefit, school was the only place where they could be kids.

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