Hot Neighbor (Hot Billionaire Daddies #8) - Suzanne Hart Page 0,54

These feelings can be dangerous.

“I can’t believe we haven’t killed each other yet!” she exclaims with a chuckle.

“Maybe we don’t have to remain mortal enemies after all,” I say, and she rolls her eyes in her signature way.

“Put me to sleep, Trevor,” she mumbles as she covers my chest in tiny fluttering kisses and I lift her up in my arms. Her bathrobe falls away, exactly the way I want it to.

She came twice more last night. In this bed. In her bed.

She asked me to put her to sleep, so I figured out the best way to do so. By the end of her second orgasm, she was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open.

I fell asleep soon after she did.

Now I wake up to the faint stream of sunlight falling on my face. I can feel her warmth around me, but when I open my eyes, she’s not in bed beside me.

I have a nagging irritation that she’s slipped away again, so I sit up with a jerk. Then I remember she couldn’t have gone anywhere. We are in her apartment.

“Oh, good! You’re awake!” I hear her voice before I see her walk into the bedroom.

She’s wearing that fluffy bathrobe again. She’s carrying two large cups of coffee. Exactly what I need. I can feel a dull pounding at the back of my head. Lots of wine and very little sleep will do that to ya.

Blaire brings the coffee over to me, and we clink our mugs together in cheers, the same way we did last night with every glass of wine we drank. We both smile at the memory of that.

The first sip of coffee settles in my stomach, and finally, I am beginning to feel alive again.

“So…everything kinda looks different in the sunlight, doesn’t it?” she says, taking in a deep breath as she perches herself on the side of the bed.

I’m not sure what she means, but I feel like we’ll be entering dangerous territory if I ask her to explain.

“I should probably go home before Lucy brings Anya back,” I reply to that, and she nods.

“Of course, yes, you should do that.”

She stands up and walks around her bedroom, putting clothes away and opening and shutting her wardrobe. I can sense she’s trying to anything she possibly can to excuse herself from looking at me.

She’s right. Last night was out of this world. This morning, in the sunlight, we are back on Earth.

I have priorities and responsibilities; she has her pride.

I have no choice but to get dressed and leave.

At work, I’m tempted to ask Erica to call Blaire’s office and set up a random meeting. I want to see her.

When I leave the conference room after a meeting with Calvin and a few others, Erica is waiting there for me with a list of phone calls I need to attend to.

“Before I make these calls, check in on Ms. Crawford’s schedule for the day. See if she’s free for a meeting with me this afternoon.”

Erica stops in her tracks and looks at me with her brows raised. She’s guessed it. She knows this isn’t about work.

“Are you sure, Mr. Davenport? You have a very busy afternoon.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” I growl. Erica holds her chin up. She’s standing with her nose in the air and seems to be judging me from her high horse.

“I’m just reminding you, Mr. Davenport, that you have a few things to get through today and it may be important for you to stick to your calendar.”

I turn to her so she has no doubt about the expression on my face. I fix an icy cold stare on her.

“Have I done something that has given you the impression that you somehow run my life?”

She gulps but says nothing.

“Because if I have, then I need to rectify it. You are in charge of taking phone calls, scheduling meetings, filing, and most of all, following my orders.”

Her nostrils flare. At this moment, I wouldn’t mind if she wants to hand in her notice and quit this job. I don’t even care if she wants to go ahead and tell people I’m sleeping with Blaire. I have nothing to hide from anybody.

Nobody except Anya.

“Of course, Mr. Davenport. I was just trying to remind you of your schedule. We usually fix meetings several days in advance, and we haven’t done so with Ms. Crawford.”

“So do it now,” I growl and storm away from her.

I can sense her eyes on

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