Billionaire Secrets by Ainsley Booth

Author:Ainsley Booth [Booth, Ainsley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ainsley Booth

He didn’t reply again, and I was left staring at that last text. Why did I say that? Okay or sounds good would have also worked. Can’t wait. Jeez, way to sound needy, Cara.

We talk on Monday night and Tuesday at lunch, and on Wednesday, too, when he suddenly sounds excited about the shareholder meeting.

“We do this every year, and I always worry and push and stress, and then it works out just fine,” he says, shaking his head ruefully at the camera. We’re on video for this call, because he says he has to get a run in or he’ll go mental, and when he’s running, it’s easier for him to have a conversation on video. So he’s on a treadmill in his office in Palo Alto, and I’m sitting cross-legged on my bed in Toronto, holding my iPad and watching his t-shirt get soaked with sweat.

I am not complaining about this video request in the least. Thank heavens for light-weight cotton.

“I’ll be sure to remind you of that next year,” I tease.

He swipes the back of his hand across his forehead. “Thanks.”

“What time is your presentation tomorrow?”

“Noon here, so mid-afternoon for you.”

“I’m going to watch. No pressure.”

He grins at me. “That’s the good kind of pressure. I’ll make sure it’s extra exciting for you.”

“What are you unveiling?”

“A new Bluetooth solid state memory device. I wasn’t sure we’d have it working in time, but it’s pretty slick.”

“Fun!”

“I’ll overnight you a prototype if you want to give it a whirl.”

“I do.” I shift my position, curling my legs up against my chest. I wrap my arms around them and rest my chin on my knees. “But you don’t have to do that, of course.”

“You gotta get some benefit out of being friends with the CEO.”

Right. Friends.

Which means I really should end this call before he finishes his run and pulls that soaking wet t-shirt off his body. “Then I can’t wait to use it.”

I get another wink in response.

“Okay, you’ve made me feel like a total slacker. I’m going to let you go, and get in a run myself.” A total lie. I’m going to end the call and flop out on my bed and replay that wink a dozen times.

He gives me a quick wave. “Talk to you later, then.”

“Definitely. Break a leg tomorrow.”

“It’s not theater.”

“It is in a way. And you’re a star. You’ll slay, I know it.” Then I press the red button that makes him disappear, and toss my iPad aside.

Oh, Toby.

I close my eyes and stretch out. Damp t-shirt, flashing smile, dirty wink.

He hadn’t meant it to be dirty, of course. But too late, my imagination was already running wild and free, looping those images backwards now. A wink, a smile, and then that t-shirt, now peeling up and off his body.

Into the shower with you, Mr. Hunt.

I’ll wash your back.

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