BILLIONAIRES OBSESSION

he bedside table and handed her the bowl. He sounded cantankerous

f steaming soup. Chicken noodle. Her favorite. Stomach rumbling from the tempting aroma coming from the bowl, she lifted the spoon and took a cauti

wled at her as he held up a hand and

before she could reach it. She swallowed and handed the juice back to Simon’s waiting hand before replying, “I have

ou will. I’ll make sure that you d

as serious. Dead serious. How did a sweet woman like Helen end

t know how she missed it. You have black circles under your eyes that make you look like a raccoon and you look dead on your feet. Mom’s definitely s

to help me find something to wear over my skirt,

t jeans,” he queried softly, dangerously. Kara quivered as his eyes roamed ove

dwich as he took away the bowl. “Like a complete idiot, I spilled coffee dow

an idiot,” he

eyes jerked up to his face in surprise. “We’ve never met. Ho

his eyes. “I’ve seen yo

een you at th

Mom. I usually d

a was silent while she wolfed down the rest of the sa

as she handed the plate back to hi

ches under her eyes softly with his index finger. “I’

warmed not only by the food, but by the concerned frown

uice. “Don’t even think abou

iting hand. She’d deal with everything later. Her eyes were drooping and

first time in years, she felt full, comfortable and…safe. Simon might be cranky,

ught rolling around i

dering where in the hell she was until she remembered the epi

or had he lef

robe that probably belonged to Simon, she pulled open a door at the other end of the bedroom, relieved to find the master bathroom. She lock

a shower.

ext to the dual sinks. Not wanting to intrude, but desperate for a toothbrush, Kara opened a few of the cupboards and almost giggled with happiness as she found a brand-new toothbrush

round her nearly blew her away and she stared at the large garden bathtu

shower and a good, long soak was something that would have to wait until she graduated from school and could get

ed the robe around her and picked up her clothes and towel, trying

boss’s son and find your damn backpack

tefully decorated, at the other end of the long hallway that led to the master bedroom. She almost gasped as she ste

at big? The screen dominated one wall, makin

don’t be

a kitchen that would be any chef’s dream. Decorated in forest green and cream, it had

f the borrowed clothing in the large center pocket, still clutching