The Courtship Maneuver, Complete Series (An Alpha Billionaire Club BBW Romance) by Wilder Alexa

Author:Wilder, Alexa [Wilder, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2015-09-02T07:00:00+00:00

9

Chloe

I thought he would never leave. I’d wiped my eyes and gotten to work sorting and organizing the papers spread across the dining room table, putting them back in his briefcase so he’d be able to find everything easily when he needed it. By the time he came back, wearing a deep navy suit with a blue shirt and crisply striped tie, I was ready to lose it.

I’d always loved the way Sam looked in a suit. He wasn’t one of those uber-polished men, with perfect hair and buffed nails who looked like they could be a menswear model. Sam was too masculine for that. His blond hair a little too thick and unruly, his jaw a little too square, and his shoulders too broad.

He looked most at home in a pair of tough khaki work pants and construction boots, out on the site with one of his crews. But when you put him in a suit, it always seemed to me like trying to restrain something primal. And now that I knew what he looked like without anything on it all, my fingers itched to loosen his tie and yank it off.

Too bad my heartbreak couldn’t seem to get the message through to my hormones. I ate him up with my eyes while my brain warned me to stay away. I would. I was leaving. But I had a hard time letting him go. I handed him his briefcase and assured him I’d be fine on my own.

When he was gone, I went back to the bedroom to change out of my suit. I wasn’t going to rush, just in case Sam forgot something and came back. Standing in the closet, I hung the suit and plum shell back on the hanger the way Lola had arranged them. I didn’t have a suitcase, but fortunately most of what Lola sent over had come in department store garment bags. My conscience chirped at me, telling me I should leave the clothes. I ignored it. Leaving the clothes would be stupid. Sam couldn’t use them. He’d bought them for me.

He was going to be angry I’d left, there was no question about that. But he’d probably be even more pissed if I left the things he’d bought me. At least, that was what I told myself. Trying to think ahead, I borrowed a small gym bag from the back of Sam’s closet, one I recognized as a vendor giveaway we’d all gotten the year before. I packed it with enough clothes to hold me for the next few days. None of the suits or dresses, just casual wear and a few pairs of shoes.

The rest of the clothes I replaced in the garment bags and carried out to my car, laying them neatly down in the trunk where they wouldn’t get wrinkled or damaged. I checked the clock. Just after noon. There was no way Sam would be back before his one o’clock meeting. He wouldn’t have time.

While I’d been packing I’d worked out a rough plan.

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