Billion Dollar Dispute: An enemies to lovers romance (The Lincoln Brothers Book 3) by Sharon Woods

Author:Sharon Woods [Woods, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2025-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

“That was my most successful party ever,” Oliver gushes.

Jemima laughs. “Don’t suck up to me, Oliver.”

“I’m not.”

“Is there anything she could improve on?” I ask, knowing she needs constructive criticism to grow.

Oliver pulls out his phone and shows us the screen. We lean in together, and my nostrils flare as I inhale her perfume, my body instantly igniting with recognition and need. Messages of congratulations, praise for the band and DJ, comments about the photo booth fun, and the art. Literally everything. There are even requests for her contact details. I pull back and notice her eyes are misty.

Seeing how much this means to her hits me hard. But I don’t want her to get false hope. Businesses aren’t always sunshine and rainbows. I need to be practical and not get lost in how captivating her eyes are under the dim lights, or how the strands of hair that has fallen makes me want to reach out and touch them.

“There has to be something negative,” I say.

“Liam sent me a text saying you were getting too involved,” Oliver responds, his tone slightly apprehensive, caught off guard that I would say something like that. He studies me, trying to gauge his reaction.

My body stiffens. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Nah, look.” Oliver taps his phone until I’m reading a message saying my involvement could ruin her business.

“He’s a jerk. Don’t worry about him,” Oliver says.

“You could have messaged him back and told him to fuck off,” I reply angrily.

“Don’t let him get to you.”

“I can’t help it.”

He’s already deep inside my head, messing with me. I’m not usually the jealous type. Well, I wasn’t, but with him hitting on Jemima, it’s brought out a side of me I’ve never seen and don’t know how to handle.

Oliver walks away to see the DJ off.

“Let’s pack up so we can all get out of here,” I say.

“You don’t have to. I’m sure you have somewhere to be on a Saturday night.”

“You seem to think a lot about my life,” I say with a teasing grin.

“I was your age once.” Leaning back slightly, her arms cross as she watches me, a knowing look in her eyes.

“And what did you do?” I’m unsure I want to hear the answer, but curiosity gets the better of me.

“I was out with my friends or with my ex.”

“I’m out with my friends. Unless we aren’t friends?” I raise an eyebrow, half-joking, half-testing.

“We are,” she says with a small smile as her posture relaxes just a little.

“We even shared a drink.” I nudge her lightly, grinning.

Her expression softens as she shakes her head. “You know this is not the same thing as going out and clubbing.”

“So you would club at my age? I would’ve liked to have seen you then.”

“I was fun.” She says it with a playful wink, but there’s something almost wistful in her eyes.

“You are fun.” I smile genuinely.

She sighs deeply, looking away momentarily, a shadow of something crossing her face before she meets my eyes again.

“I don’t feel like my life is fun anymore.

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