Mr. Blackwell: Part Two (A Billionaire Romance) by Emilia Winters

Author:Emilia Winters [Winters, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2015-05-18T07:00:00+00:00

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The lobby was noisy as the hired contractors broke up and pulled out the tile. They’d left a clear pathway for the employees, which was the portion they’d do last, but the lobby looked like a disaster struck. It was necessary though, I reminded myself, waving apologetically as an entering employee shot over a disgruntled look.

It was Tuesday, the day after my meeting with Annie. After I pulled myself together, I’d hired contractors and the company was able to do a consultation of Blackwell Financial’s lobby that very day. They started work earlier this morning, with the hopes of being done in a couple days. It was a large space, so I had my doubts, but we’d worked with the company before and they were the best at delivering on-time work.

I was busy going over the lobby once more, making sure that my 3-D renderings made sense with the dimensions. A computer program and reality were two very different things. It was always easier to visualize my designs this way.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. A spicy scent enveloped me, making my mouth water. I felt like Pavlov’s dogs; Tristan already had me trained. I almost grinned but caught myself. We were at work. His work, with employees coming and going.

“You look beautiful,” he murmured softly, but I still heard him over the contractors’ work.

I turned around, taking in his expensive looking dark grey suit that fit him to perfection, and the way his hair was neatly combed.

“Mr. Blackwell,” I greeted.

His lips quirked. “Miss Travis.”

“Sorry about all the noise,” I told him, gesturing around even though my eyes never left his. “They should be done by the time you return from Germany.”

“You did warn me.” We didn’t see each other last night since he’d had a business dinner that ran late, but he’d called me on his way there. I told him about my day, but not about the weird exchange with Annie. Perhaps I’d been overly paranoid on that account, but I couldn’t be certain.

I missed him though. It was odd because even though I’d slept in my bed alone for more than a year, I ached for his warmth last night. Only a few days together and I was spoiled.

Tristan glanced over his shoulder, taking note of the contractors and the receptionist posted at the front desk. Then he took a small step closer and lowered his voice even more. “Stay over tonight. I leave tomorrow and I selfishly want all the time with you I can get.”

Oh yes, Tristan Blackwell was in as deep as I was. It was reassuring, yet terrifying.

My face felt a little warm as I nodded. “Okay,” I whispered.

“Good,” he rumbled, his lips upturned in a pleased expression. He checked his watch. “I have a meeting in a few minutes. But I’ll see you later tonight.”

He left me with another warm look and I watched as he made his way towards the elevators near the back. He nodded at the receptionist in greeting and even made some quip I didn’t hear that made the contractors laugh.

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