How to Win the Wild Billionaire by Joss Wood

Author:Joss Wood
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-02-02T13:07:24+00:00

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Digby walked up the staircase, carefully carrying a tray, Bay’s cell phone tucked under his arm. Nudging open the door to the bedroom, he found Bay sitting on the window seat in his room, hair wet from the shower and wearing one of his T-shirts, her legs tucked up underneath her. Seeing her there, sitting in the muted sunlight, she looked so...

When no other word would do, he eventually acknowledged the only word that did...

She looked and felt...

Right.

And that scared him senseless.

Digby placed the tray on the bench at the end of the bed and, unable to resist, bent down to drop a kiss on Bay’s wet head, still able to pick up traces of her citrus-and-jasmine scent underneath the masculine smell of his shower soap. Casual affection wasn’t something he engaged in so he had no idea where this need to touch her came from.

Bay sent him a smile and took the phone he held out to her. “Roisin called,” he told her.

Her body immediately tensed, her hand flying up to her chest, and alarm jumped in and out of her eyes. “Oh, God, really? Is everything okay? Is Olivia okay? What did she want?”

“She’s fine, Bay, really. She just called because Liv wanted to tell you that she saw the penguins at Boulders Beach. Liv also informed me that she wants to bring one home. She’s convinced it would be quite happy living in the biggest of The Vane’s pools.”

Her panic subsided but her hand remained on her chest. “Olivia spoke to you? On the phone?”

He nodded and pushed the bench seat closer to the window so that they could reach the tray of coffee and pastries he’d ordered from room service. “She asked to speak to you. I told her you were in the bathroom, not a lie, and she was happy to babble away. I heard about sand castles and birds and that Roisin bought her an ice cream.”

For someone who didn’t want children, and didn’t know how to deal with them, some sort of rapport was growing between him and Olivia. He didn’t seem to be able to resist her and that was, for him, unusual in the extreme.

Digby comforted himself with the thought that he doubted many people in the world could resist Miss Olivia. She was, at three, a force of nature, and he was thankful he wouldn’t have to guide her through the teenage years. He was not that brave.

Give her thirty years, Digby decided, and Olivia would be President of the World.

Digby lifted Bay’s legs and sat down, placing her legs across his thighs, as she reached for a Danish and then bit down. Her eyes widened as she chewed and a look of bliss crossed her face.

“So, so good,” she mumbled taking another huge bite.

Digby smiled, enjoying the look of pleasure on her face as she finished the pastry. “My pastry chef is world-class.”

“I’d say,” Bay replied.

He reached for a cup of coffee and handed it to her, smiling as she wrapped her hands around the mug.

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