Billionaire Bully by Rachel Foster

Author:Rachel Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 3rd Publishing
Published: 2023-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

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lright, what next?” Olivia asked me, as the two of us emerged from the last office that we had checked out for the morning – we had done three of the five that I wanted us to see, and it felt like we had hardly made a dent in everything that needed to done.

"I thought we could head back to my place, get Micah in on all of this," I replied. "And then we can come out and pick up where we left off, right?"

"Sounds good to me," she agreed, and she slipped back into the car and gestured for me to head off whenever I was ready.

I couldn’t believe that I had actually done that this morning. I was still trying to work out if it was some sort of dream I’d had, because there was no way in hell that I could really have gone to her place that morning and asked her out, could I? I had given her flowers and everything. If it hadn’t been for the receipt from the florist that I had stopped by on the way to see her, I would have assumed that I was remembering wrong.

She had asked for a little time, and I certainly wasn’t going to push for this any harder than I already had. She was going to need to take all the time she needed if she was going to say yes, and I was just praying that she would come around to the idea. There was nothing I could do to push her, nothing I could do to make it happen. I just had to hope that I had done enough to show her that I wasn’t the guy that I had been before. And that this time, I had no intention of faking her out.

It had been a little awkward all day long, much as I had tried to take the edge off everything that was happening by focusing on work. I wanted to tell myself that this was going to be easy, that I could separate my work life and my personal life, but was that really possible when I was working with the one woman I actually wanted to be dating right now?

Dating. There was something that I hadn’t thought about in a long time. When I had been in high school, I’d had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious – same as in college, when I turned to sleeping my way around campus any way that I could. “Hyper-sexuality”, as my therapist had told me, and she said it was a pretty common reaction to – well, to dealing with the shit that I had dealt with, let’s put it that way. When I had gotten out of college, I had cooled off a little, but I still hadn’t bothered with anything like a long-term relationship. It had just never appealed to me, the thought of opening up like that – the thought of having to tell them why sometimes I flinched when they touched me, why sometimes I woke up in the night and couldn’t get back to sleep.

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