BAD BOSS (Irresistible #2)
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e back of my suite behind home plate. As far
o-out jam. I posed for a few pictures and had a full conversation with my President o
their seats, shoes off and flirting with girls half their a
ck in. Breathe
k nu
ire's me
rced myself to play it whenever I dealt w
themselves, I told myself to breathe and calculated how much of my f
wer was
th Turner and Carter Roth. The California-bred trust fund babies
assing of their father three months ago, they'd inherited seven billion dollars each and full
iggest boxing matches to rock concerts and tour
ully,
w of time to strike a deal with them, whi
ey pretty much all ended up like this – derailed by the sight
ver his shoulder. "I got a pr
id head, but the moment he twisted around in his seat
ea
Empire Stadium," he said, wagging his brow and nodding at the leggy blonde to his
s? A nice, personal tour?" Turner threw in a wink, as if he'd been so subtle just now that I might need a
did just ha
s jumped hi
ld take a trip out to the Biarritz property. You could get an in-person
I'd just tricked him into holding a pile of dog shit. "Jesus, man. I got
with irritation. Then I made sure to laugh. As long as I laughed, appa
So, fine. No blow. But will you please be a gentle
," she
r around the ballpark while I talk to..." He s
as
uld I forget? Cass with the ass," he gr
s back to me, he
ps. Then you, me and the k
d for about ten minutes now. I blamed him for all of this. I had actually done a decent jo
the two, Turner was never to be outdone, and if th
, I had her walk ahea
tes," I repea
e thi
d, hearing his snort
the pigtailed blonde in his suite. It was
blaring and the tables were littered with
nce he rarely attended a game without at lea
we overlooked both the game and the
etes to unemployed rich kids but they all had one thing i
uestion, watching Hayley instantly mingle w
uess – you're babysitting
in
baseball cap to the back an
oles have everything you need. And all that power just fel
r you not
the subject." His pause
ay anything because there was no point in correcting him. That, and I could se
on
ill haven't gotten the
it, Em
o was she? How'd you meet her? I've never
ver my jaw and grum
that you burst into the room while I was c
th my fair share of beautiful women, but the brunette I met Thursday night at the hotel had my
was the sexual fantasy I never knew I had, and to say I was pissed I didn't ge
ea
thinking
ou're thinkin
ck
ha
at my b
o singlehandedly fuck up my n
or are you mad you'
ot
he laughed. "It's not the craziest thing in the worl
er and I still hadn't jerke
re human for once. Besides, it's New York. I
eciate your ability to always look on the bright side.
et back there just in time to hear the Roths fac
r colorful phrasing. And for p
me. You own this damned team, you might as well try to
Still, I took a seat and caught the last few outs before the seventh inning stretch
ed on
those fuck
my mystery brunette from my night at the hotel. God bless those curves and th
of my dick was enough to get me both rock hard an
tten were
fter checking out, but at this very moment, they sat on my dresser at
r of the nameless knockout who'd gotten me so hard so fast that I was rea
on, Emmett's never-ending stream of friends ca
as for t
blankly at the field, watching the grounds crew
put a name to a face, I didn't forget it. I'd built my business from the ground up and along the way, I'd d
aitress in the suite on her
Mr.
office, but I'd like you to
ir. Abs
blue shirt and he's with a girl in a yellow dress named Cass. I apologize in advance for whatever you might see them doing
reathily. "Of
you, Je
." She hung around quietly for
as up from my seat, slidi
pture Turner's attention tonight, so I decided to make
re to request a note beside the Cristal on ice, which would address both him and Cass – a simple gesture that woul
inging for t
the client feel special, taken care of – lik
to at least garner favor with them on a personal level by guaranteeing wha
picable happened t
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