Timeless Passion Book 2 by KB Winters

Author:KB Winters [Winters, KB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Billionaire Romance, Bondage
Publisher: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC
Published: 2015-09-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight — Megan

My body and mind were more tired than I could ever remember, but somehow, I managed to plow through the emails that Grant had set aside for me. I’d filled a notebook page with notes and ideas, and went back to Grant’s office to check in with him, a buzz of excitement replacing the feeling of dread I’d had that morning when I’d first knocked on his door. Cara, his assistant, told me he was on a conference call, and I let her know I had to get to class. She nodded and offered a warm smile before I left. As I went down to the underground parking lot, I tried to ignore the sting of disappointment that had pricked me when she’d told me he was unavailable. I told myself that the disappointment was from not getting to go over my ideas, and had nothing to do with not seeing him again, but that rationalization only went so far.

I shook it off as I got behind the wheel of my car. I glanced at my haggard reflection in the rear view mirror and rolled my eyes. I’d put on makeup and had done my hair, but it had all been in vain, judging the face staring back at me. If I wasn’t going to be seeing Logan after class, I wouldn’t care, but knowing that I’d be having dinner with my handsome knight in shining armor had me tweaking my hair with a more critical eye than usual.

After the epic disaster at the gallery, Logan had offered to take me out to lunch, but I was so shaken that my appetite had vanished, and he’d settled for taking me to get a coffee. The entire time, I’d been so distracted with worry that I hadn’t been able to fully enjoy his company. After half an hour, he’d walked me back to my car and asked me for a proper date after things settled down. I’d taken the weekend to recover, although, most of it had been spent at the school library working on my paper and not going home until late so as to avoid speaking with any of my family members. My dad blew up my phone, leaving countless voicemails, but I wasn’t ready to talk to any of them yet. I was angry, hurt, and disappointed that things had gone so far south. Between the complications with Grant, the fallout with Jeanine, and the family drama, I felt like I was being squeezed in a compactor.

I tore out of the parking lot, flicked the radio on, and sang my guts out with each song as I flew down the highway, racing towards campus to make my first class of the day. I was nearing campus, when the LED screen in the center dash starting flashing to indicate a call was coming in. I clicked a button on the touch screen to accept the call. “Hello?” I answered. The car could download my contacts, but I hadn’t figured it out yet, so I had no idea whose number was flashing at me.

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