My Billionaire Ex wants me back
the traumas that had sent me running and desperately wanting to start afresh. I closed my eyes shut, my eyelids fluttere
ing about that
chance for a
blank because Parrish had still not taken his eyes off me. I could see i
'd rather stay forgotten so I dashed out of the room to catch my breath. My vision blurred as I leaned with my hands on the white painted walls, my chest heaving up and d
el them watching me. My face heated from embarrassment – what the hell was I doing? Haven't I moved on from Parrish, or had h
o
emories and most importantly the sultry dream that stil
–" Cara's voice
the type to have a flair for the dra
t whispered both dirty and sweet nothings to my ear in the dark, either entangled in the rumpled sheets of m
ed to focus on me as he walked up to where I stood still tryin
ompassion I remembered, it was a distant stare that held an authority t
uit of course he smelled different. I wondered what was going through his mind, did he think I was different? Was he having the same thoughts that I was having?
ggest investors in the whole of California
expected him to understand. My face kept burning with embarr
ill struggled t
rn my eyes but I willed them not to fall. I wasn't going to cry especially not in front of my ex boyfriend who was now
o weeks to get those investors seated back here and you bag the deal or you're fired" there was a
e fired, no second chances. Maybe it's time I move to Cali
e w
alif
ld he d
away from the my life that revolved
tta be ki
ish'
s trip to meet with the investors because the deal had been bagged already and t
ca Pe
er – the same Jessica Peters. Oh what were the freaking odds? Flowing chestnut hair and those emerald green eyes staring back at me and I felt the familiar stab in my chest – the same one I felt anytime she cross
couldn't show any type of weakness even with Jessica standing before
g someone else? I needed to know all these facts and in that moment I was indeed
room house in Cal
tay – because o
I was