The Truth about Billionaires (Southern Billionaires Book 2) by Michelle Pennington

Author:Michelle Pennington [Pennington, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Jill always found factory tours interesting. She loved the order and ingenuity that went into production lines. But as Mr. Dunn showed them around the Elysian Ice Cream factory, or creamery as he called it, she had a harder time paying attention than usual. Her eyes were constantly drawn to the tall, somber faced man beside her. If someone had wired her up to get a constant read of her heartbeat, they would have assumed she had a terrible condition. Being near him had that effect on her and she couldn’t control it. In fact, just thinking about him was nearly as bad—as she had discovered the evening before as she lay in her bed remembering the moment when she had almost kissed him in the hot tub last.

She realized she was again playing it over in her mind when Blake happened to turn and look at her. He caught her staring, and she turned quickly before he saw her blush. This was so stupid. Such a stupid, stupid crush. Nothing else. And who wouldn’t have this reaction to him. His rugged good looks, powerful charisma, and oddly compassionate perception were a dangerous combination.

“Are you ready to go to the sample room?” Mr. Dunn asked.

“Huh?” Jill asked automatically when his words didn’t compute.

Blake’s voice cleared the fog away. “Time to go taste ice cream.”

“Oh. Great. Lead the way, Mr. Dunn.”

A short walk later, they entered a bare but pristine room with gleaming counter tops, bar stools, and industrial freezers with windows revealing rows of ice cream cartons. A young woman wearing an apron emblazoned with Elysian’s logo smiled at them.

Mr. Dunn stepped around the counter with her and waved them all to seats. Jill sat down and swung her legs around, accidentally brushing her knees against Blake’s thigh as he sat down. “Sorry,” she whispered.

“No problem,” he murmured back.

His soft words should have relaxed her, but they did the opposite. The tone was intimate and held a hint of flirtation she hadn’t heard from him before.

Before long, Mr. Dunn and his assistant had scoops and little sample bowls and spoons before them. “Let’s start with the simplest and go from there. The first bowl we’re giving you is vanilla and the second is sweet cream.”

Jill and Blake reached for spoons at the same time and bumped hands. What was this? Junior high? She laughed nervously and dug into her ice cream. It was cold and sweet, but also much creamier and denser than any ice cream she’d had before.

“Wow,” Blake said. “I don’t usually like vanilla, but this is great.”

“Just wait,” Mr. Dunn said with a smile.

Thirty minutes later, they’d tried over twenty different flavors. Jill took a sip of her water, which she’d been using to cleanse her palette, then turned towards Blake. She knocked his knees again. This time she just laughed. “At first, I wanted bigger samples because they were so good, but I never would have survived.”

“Agreed, though I wouldn’t mind more of that hazelnut chocolate swirl.

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