The Billionaire From Seattle: A Thrilling BWWM Romance (United States Of Billionaires Book 17) by Simply BWWM & Tasha Blue

Author:Simply BWWM & Tasha Blue [BWWM, Simply]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter11

Will rolled over in bed, looking out the window and groaning at the bright sunlight that streamed into the room. It took him a few seconds to put two and two together, and then he cursed, jumping out of the bed quick and fumbling for his phone.

“Noon? Shit!” he said to the empty room.

His bare feet slapped on the tile as he made his way into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Jumping in before it had a chance to warm up, he rushed through his morning routine, cursing himself the entire time.

He’d overslept, and not just a little. After sending the message to Lincoln the night before, he’d checked his phone every time it lit up with a notification. But each time, it was nothing more than an email or one of his many social media platforms letting him know that someone else had liked his latest video.

After hours of this, he’d finally fallen asleep. Exhausted, his body had let him sleep through three alarms, missing his five-a.m. wakeup by hours.

“I’ll be lucky to get to the campsite before sunset,” he muttered.

He swiped at the water on his skin, too hurried to take the time to dry off completely. His jeans stuck to his damp skin on the way up, causing him to hop around while he tried to put them on. When he fell to the ground, he yelled out in frustration, writhing around on the floor until he finally got his jeans up, then zipping them and putting on his shirt.

He was red-faced when he caught his angry reflection in the mirror. Taking deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down. Wrestling with his clothes wasn’t saving him any time and neither would getting ready in a hurry. Forgetting something important could mean the difference between life and death.

Once he’d calmed down and slowed down, he went to the small kitchen to make himself lunch. He’d already skipped one meal, and the treacherous terrain wasn’t forgiving enough to skip two. Taking his sandwich to the bar, he sat down and pulled out his phone, forcing himself to slow down and think things through. He’d been running himself ragged since he first met with Mr. Wittman. He was ahead of schedule and hadn’t taken a single day to rest. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if he headed out first thing the next morning, would it?

He almost had himself convinced, but he knew that he would head out that same day, choosing a different campsite if he didn’t get to the area he’d planned on before. He didn’t have it in him to fail, even if it wasn’t really failure.

He opened his Instagram, giving a cursory look to the direct message icon then doing a double take. He finally had a message. It might not be what he wanted to hear from Lincoln, but it was something.

Opening the messages, he was surprised to see a message from a screen name he didn’t recognize at the top of the list.

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