Lacy's Billionaire Boss by Francesca Lane

Author:Francesca Lane
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

Finn now knew why Lillian believed that the listing of the Morelli home was “nearly in the bag.” She said the same about the Mcafee house next door, though he suspected she was crowing about that prematurely, too. But he let her go on. For one, her fantastical projections entertained him. For another, he wanted something from her as well. Walking the fine line energized him, and in the end, he suspected the outcome would be worth it.

He opened the fridge, grabbed a jug of juice and a bottle of Prosecco, and headed over to Lacy’s house for an apology breakfast. Guilt seeped in and he chased it away. He hadn’t phoned her yesterday. Had become too engrossed in his work, having put off answering calls and poring over contracts until after his meeting with Madsen. His projects had kept him occupied until darkness fell and he decided then to call her in the morning.

He awoke today realizing she may not have taken too kindly to being ignored, though he had not considered his behavior that way at the time.

He took the old stairs to the Morelli home two at a time and knocked on the door. Several long seconds later she greeted him, looking slightly disheveled, as if she had been roused from her bed. His heart began to careen against his chest.

“Good morning,” he said.

“Morning.” She yawned slightly, covering her mouth with her hand.

“I brought you breakfast.”

She laughed when she saw the makings for mimosas in his arms. A good sign.

He followed her inside, acutely aware of the effect she was having on him. Her bare feet padded along the wooden floors, the hem of her long and translucent sundress brushing against her skin. She didn’t ask where he had been.

She pulled two champagne flutes from a cabinet, their glass etched from time. “No coffee first?”

“I’ve already been to the bakery for espresso.”

Lacy gave him a deadpan expression.

“Note to self: she’s not a morning person.” He quirked a smile at her. “Check.”

“Mornings are a necessary evil.”

He poured her drink and handed it to her. “Ah, there’s where I will have to prove you wrong.”

Her brown eyes peered over the top of her glass and he was mesmerized by their depth. His better judgment suggested he change the subject from explaining the way he would like to spend his mornings with her …

“How was your meeting with Lillian yesterday?”

He faltered, but kept his expression benign. She didn’t avoid saying what was on her mind, he would give her that. “Informative.”

“Hm.”

“What?” Finn cracked a smile.

“Have you found my description of her to be accurate?”

Finn reached for Lacy’s hand and pulled her two steps closer. He reached up and looped some of her wayward hair over one of her ears. “Let’s not talk about Lillian right now,” he whispered.

“If that’s what you’d like.” She trained those big eyes on him and he found himself falling.

He leaned in for a light kiss and she didn’t pull away. Another good sign. “That’s what I’d like,” he whispered.

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