Lost (Bad Boys with Billions Book 1) by Altom Laura Marie

Author:Altom, Laura Marie [Altom, Laura Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Bad Boys with Billions Book 1
Publisher: Fulton Court Press
Published: 2020-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

Liam

A morning view of the Sydney Opera House usually made me smile. Today, it only reminded me how far away I was from her.

She’d called. I wanted to call her back. Hell—I should have. It was the decent thing to do. So what was stopping me?

Fear.

Of all the women I’d met, she was the only one who’d ever invaded my dreams. My first night here, I’d taken an Ambien, just needing to crash. I usually don’t have such vivid dreams, but on that night, I saw the two of us as if we starred in a movie on a screen—only I stood behind glass, watching myself. Ella and I and this kid were playing on some jacked-up school playground. Everything around us was post-apocalyptic gray. Only we were in color—along with the red swing this little girl rode back and forth on, pumping herself higher and higher. From behind the glass, I’d screamed at her to slow down or she’d get hurt. Ella and I just stood there laughing and applauding, oblivious to any danger. I woke to a horrifying vision of the kid flying, crashing into my protective glass, shattering it into pieces that attacked my eyes like winged razors.

I’d slept like shit ever since.

Groaning, rubbing my hands over my face, I completed my morning routine, and then packed, eager to finish this round of meetings, then get home. I felt as if I could literally die from missing her—a fact that terrified me far more than flying razor blades.

I met Owen in the lobby café for a quick bite, then we headed to the offices we’d affectionately dubbed Phoenix South. The kid’s dog translation app turned out to be a sophisticated troll, but his programming skills were on par with anyone fresh out of Stanford. If he was this good self-taught, I couldn’t imagine how far he’d go with the right training. I sure as hell wanted him on my team when we found out.

Through a siege of meetings, I forced myself to be still, working hard to maintain the appearance of interest.

I’d agreed to tag along with Owen on this trip in the hope of distance providing clarity. All it had really done was make me all the more confused. How could I figure out why the girl affected me like this when I wasn’t with her?

Once on the jet, I shut myself in the back cabin, taking more pills to sleep—hopefully enough not to dream.

Stephanie eventually woke me with fresh-baked chocolate croissants and steaming coffee. “Good morning, Mr. Stone. The captain wanted me to let you know that it’s 4:48 a.m. local time, and we’ll be landing in thirty minutes.”

“Thanks.”

She set my breakfast on the table across from me, along with a damp hot cloth. “Would you like anything else? An omelet? Juice?”

“No, thanks.” I took the cloth, washing it over my face and neck.

She smiled and left, closing the door behind her. I had standing orders to wake me thirty minutes out from wherever we were landing.

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