The Heiress & The CEO
direction. "I can't believe this. I step out of your life for a bit, and you
huffed, rolling my eyes as I sipped my frappuccino. "He was b
ay-by-play," he grumbled, rubbing his face. "The last time you
in, and Ethan seemed to kn
need to know. If I'm not getting in on the action, I
my taste," I crossed my arms o
a bite of his stuffed croissant. "Seriously though, Collins?
soon as he seemed to like me..." I glanced at the floor then, a mixt
h and without a shred of mercy. "Every guy can p
sn't wrong, a part of me didn't want to admit that George... ha
ust for that. No one would go to
pop out of his head, and he sighed with so much frus
r god's sake! Get a grip!" He clearly couldn't hold back, running his fingers through his platinum-blonde hair, which needed its roots t
es wi
told me many times before... the higher the standard of a woman, the bigger the conquest, and
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ustration and restlessness from what had happened that morn
doing anything to calm me down. Before I knew it, I was dressed, had put on some cologne, and was headin
ned a whole morning with that damn woman - knowing she was heartbroken over t
just go have my lunch and figure out how to show that gorgeou
ll as I stepped through the res
ded to side with me because standing r
smirk forming on my lips. "What a
tending his hand for a handshake. "I wanted to have a wor
haking his hand. "But... wha
first, why don
, and he led me to his table, tak
ad been looking for me for almost the entire event - to the point where he thought I
chuckle, and when the bill came, he handed over his card befo
ted to see the look on Claire LeBlanc's face when I walked into her ho
ile that reached his eyes. "And I'm sure the only pers
"In that case... I don't see any harm