Broken French: A widowed, billionaire, single dad romance by Natasha Boyd & Tasha Boyd

Author:Natasha Boyd & Tasha Boyd [Boyd, Natasha & Boyd, Tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781732238596
Published: 2021-04-25T18:30:00+00:00

The night outside felt different. I felt eyes crawling over me, the breeze like pin pricks on my skin, the sounds jarring. My flip flops smacked on the cobblestones, and I almost fell. I moved to the flatter concrete sidewalks where available, dodging people, and then crossed to the quayside. I followed what Andrea and the guys had done when we passed the security gate and waved like I knew where I was going. They weren’t concerned about pedestrians since all the jetties where the mega yachts were had coded gates. Oh shit. I couldn’t remember which one it was. The third or fourth jetty? Or was it the fifth one?

Now, if only I could go back and erase the last twenty minutes. I’d known my life would change before I’d gone up the stairs to him at the nightclub, but I hadn’t been prepared for this. For him. To discover that he was struggling with his attraction to me as much as I was to him. My brain could barely compute. And I hadn’t been prepared for the way I’d fallen apart for him, leaving me feeling like roadkill. I said a prayer that it had been far too dark for anyone to have gotten a clear photo or video. My heart climbed up my throat with nerves and shame.

“Josie.” Evan’s voice, amplified by the concrete and water reached me right as I was starting to sweat with panic. “You okay?” he asked as I reached the gate where he stood. He opened it before I had to try and remember the code.

“Fine,” I said.

“I thought you guys would stay out for a while, have a chance to—”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“He’s a good guy—”

“I said I don’t want to talk about it. And I don’t feel good. Dizzy or something. Maybe I still have that mally-thing.”

“Mal de démbarquement?”

“That. Tell him I’ve gone to bed. Tell him … goodbye. How early can we leave in the morning?”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“I know about him asking Tabitha about canceling my contract, okay? I have to resign. I can’t work for him.” I couldn’t work for him when I felt the way I did. Especially not now. Not after what happened. “I can’t.”

“Josie. Don’t do this to him.”

“To him? What about me? I don’t know what to do here. I didn’t sign up for this.” My hysteria grew. “I can’t have an affair with my boss,” I hissed with a squeak.

“Okay. So you resign. But you don’t leave.”

“Evan. God. Listen to what you’re saying. This … this is too much for me. Is that why he kept me around and didn’t fire me because he was hoping he and I could have a thing?” I cringed as the words came out.

“Fuck, no. Xavier would rather die. Jesus. You have to talk to him. It’s not my place. Just please don’t leave before you’ve talked to him.”

I knew I’d told him I wanted to talk to him, but my mind was a mess, and I felt crushingly embarrassed by what had just happened.

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