Because He Deceives Me (Because He Owns Me, Book Eight) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Hannah Ford

Author:Hannah Ford [Ford, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2016-03-25T23:00:00+00:00

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A few minutes later, I was inside the Archway Publishing building, doing my best to act like I hadn’t just been fucked senseless in a car.

My first stop was the bathroom on my floor, in order to make sure I didn’t look like a complete mess. Surprisingly, the mirror over the sink showed I actually didn’t look that bad.

My hair was disheveled and my lips were slightly swollen from all the kissing, but a quick swipe of my hairbrush and a smooth of my clothes made me look almost completely normal.

Callum had told me he was headed to work, that he would call me later.

I should have felt happy, should have felt over-the-moon. He was taking me to his apartment tonight, and then away for the weekend, to anywhere in the entire world that I wanted to go.

My heart thrummed at the thought. And yet I couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of apprehension.

It was always one step forward, two steps back with us. So now that we’d had a step forward, it was like I was stuck, just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The bathroom door opened and Bailey came walking in.

“Hey, girl,” she said, joining me by the mirror. She was wearing a tight red cowl neck short-sleeved sweater dress, her hair in loose curls around her shoulders. I’d always heard that redheads weren’t supposed to wear red, but she looked phenomenal.

“Hey.” I felt myself flush as I readjusted my clothes, suddenly paranoid that she would know what I’d just done outside in Callum’s car, even though there was no way that was possible. It didn’t help that she looked so put together, everything about her meticulously groomed, from her perfectly shaped eyebrows to her gleaming white teeth.

I wondered again how the hell I’d gotten this job, and then I remembered it was because of Callum.

I blushed.

“What’s with you?” Bailey asked, her eyes meeting my reflection in the mirror.

“Nothing.” I shrugged.

“You’re being weird.”

“You don’t know me well enough to tell if I’m being weird,” I pointed out.

“Touché.” She turned around and leaned against the counter. “So okay, I have more gossip.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. About Dean and Kiersten.”

“I don’t think we should be talking about Dean and Kiersten,” I said quickly. The last thing I wanted was to hear anything about those two. Not after what had happened with Mr. Kelly in his office yesterday.

Bailey rolled her eyes. “Okay, Miss Goody Two Shoes,” she said. “You don’t want to talk about Dean and Kiersten, let’s talk about you and Callum Wilder.”

Blood rushed through my ears. “What?”

“Oh, don’t play coy,” she said. “I saw you get out of his car on my way into work. The Aston Martin, right? Everyone knows that’s his car, he’s, like, famous for it.”

Crap, crap, crap.

My phone started ringing then, saving me from a response. The caller ID was flashing a number I didn’t recognize, but I carefully arranged my features into a look of measured concern, as if I was getting an important call.

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