Page 8 of The Way to a Billionaire's Heart - Part 2

I’ve gotten better about my work habits, too. We’ve taken off a month in the winter to live at the Bonaire house, back in time for the gorgeous D.C. Spring. And, of course, I’ve promised to take time off when the baby comes. Wonder what line of snacks we can name after her?

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Excerpt from Beauty and the Billionaire by Mia Caldwell

“Hey there, Jenna!” I said to the receptionist as I walked in. “Nice to see you!”

In a rush, she got up and pulled me to the break room.

“Iz, we have to be on point today,” she said, looking at me intently. “The new boss is coming in, and I hear he’s a bear.”

“I’m sure we are going to be fine, Jenn, I wouldn’t worry about it.” I knew I came off as more confident than I felt, but I always felt it was better not to let people see you sweat. “We do a good job here. Otherwise, why would he have wanted to buy the company, right?”

She looked doubtful, chewing on her lip. “I guess so. Do you think? I am nervous as all get out.”

“It’s going to be fine,” I grinned at her and squeezed her arm. “All we can do is our best.”

Slipping into the bathroom, I straightened my suit jacket in the mirror. Its rosy color complemented my lipstick, which had been on purpose. No harm in looking one’s best, I knew, especially on the first day of work for a new boss. A gorgeous new boss, I thought. Even if he’s a jerk, I can’t wait to see him in person. There was a magazine that had featured him recently as a ‘hot one to watch,’ and with half the staff old married dudes, honestly we could use some eye-candy around here. I checked my teeth for stray lipstick, washed my hands and headed to my office. When I walked up to the door I saw someone crouched over halfway in the small closet. Jenna was running after me, miming something frantically, but I ignored her and stood in the doorway. She had always been excitable.

I cleared my throat.

He turned around and stood up, and I couldn’t help it, I gasped. He had to be at least six foot four – tall, imposing, handsome, with dirty blonde hair and gray eyes. He was clad in jeans and a button down shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal handsome, tan forearms.

“Who are you?” He barked.

Taken aback, I said, “Who are you? This is my office.”

“Well to be precise, it’s my office now, as I am the owner of this company. But you work here…?”

“My name’s Isabelle Jenkins. And not sure I exactly work here – I’m just your best bet for keeping this company successful.” I couldn’t believe it had come out of my mouth, but his manner was so brusque I had to get his attention.

“Isabelle. Yes.’’ He stuck his hand out, a scowl marring his shapely lips. This guy for sure didn’t have people skills. “I’m Ben Hunter. Aren’t you late?”

“No sir, I am not late, as I haven’t had a set schedule here – though I work hard, I have always come and gone as I please. Today I was told to report by this morning and was here at 8 on the dot. Now what are you doing in my supply closet?”

“Well, there were enough inconsistencies in the reporting that I felt I needed to investigate everything on my own. I need to know my businesses from the ground up. It’s how I made my fortune, and I won’t allow any irregularities going forward.”

He may be brusque, but that was fair. “Very good,” I said. “Is there anything else you need then, because I do want to get started on today’s work.”

“I’ll be knocking around all day,” he said grimly. “There’s a lot to look into, based on the way this place was left. Please be available for me. I am sure I will have a lot of questions.” He picked up a large box and left with it, not bothering to say goodbye.

“Are you ok? You were amazing!” Jenna was waving her arms around like a fool, eyes wide.

“Oh shush Jenna. Don’t worry, we’ll get through this. Now we need you at the desk! You’re indispensible!” I ushered her out the door, shut it, and sat at my desk, trying to control the adrenaline in my system. He was tough, and unpleasant, that’s for sure.

But jeez, I hadn’t counted on being so attracted to him.

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Mia Caldwell has been fantasizing about stories of “Happily-Ever-After” since she was a little girl, and now that she’s all grown up her “Happily-Ever-After” stories have taken a steamier turn! After graduating from college Mia still wasn’t quite sure what she wanted to do with her life. Bored with her day job as an Administrative Assistant for a non-profit, she started writing stories on the side and sharing them with her friends. They gave her the push she needed to share them with you! She lives in New York with two rascally cats named Link and Zelda, eats too much chocolate and Chinese take-out, and goes on way too many blind dates. She’s still waiting for Mr. Right, but in the meantime she’ll keep dreaming up the perfect man!

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I was in the water almost a full minute before I started thinking about Walker. Dammit. I had the vague sense of a promise broken. I tried to push him out by recalling the details of my time with Dylan. Replace dark hair with light, green eyes with grey. Tailored suit with rayon Hawaiian print shirt. Italian leather with flip flops…It wasn’t working. And that was just on the superficial level.

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