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fact that I don’t want to get sued for sexual harassment. So I put my dick on lockdown, my attraction to her on a shelf and hired her.

Things have worked out great. Until now.

Now? My attraction is off that shelf. It didn’t ask for my permission to jump down. It just did. And my dick is starting to seriously resent the lockdown.

“Actually, we’re not done.” I stare her dead in the face, eager to see what she’ll do next. Not a good idea, for which I partially blame this second gin and tonic. “I’m going to need you for a bit longer tonight. You might want to let your friends know you’ll be late.”

Confession: I went to the office kitchen earlier for a cup of coffee, during which time I overheard Bellamy discussing tonight’s plans with another staffer that she’s friendly with. Naturally, they hushed up when I walked into the room, but not before I heard mention of drinks, dinner, a club and some sexy guy everyone wants Bellamy to meet. Not that anyone asked my opinion, but I was fine with all of it. Until I heard about this sexy guy. The idea of Bellamy hooking up with some faceless sexy guy rubs me the wrong way.

Matter of fact, it rubs me so wrong that it wrecked most of my afternoon while I tried to convince myself that I’m not jealous.

This was an unexpected and unwelcome development. I can’t figure out when things went sideways on me. Can’t stop wishing I could get this runaway genie back in the bottle.

Don’t get me wrong. Bellamy is a grown woman. I’m sure she’s had sex since she joined my company’s payroll. I never thought about it. Never cared. Until this afternoon, when the information about her personal life whacked me on the back of the head like a nail-studded two by four swung by Barry Bonds.

The bottom line? I don’t like the idea of my Bellamy (not that she’s my Bellamy, but you know what I mean) spending her birthday fucking some loser, and I’m not crying over the fact that I have the power to put the kibosh on those plans, at least temporarily.

I’m not crying at all.

She blinks. Reins in her frown with what looks like a significant amount of effort. “How late?”

“Hard to say,” I say, shrugging. “Will that be a problem?”

To her credit, she manages a smile. A crooked smile, but still credible.

“Not at all,” she says, glancing around just as a nearby couple get up and leave their table. “Why don’t I just sit over there since there’s no room at this table? Damon. Ryker. Hope you two have a great night.”

“Hope you get to enjoy what’s left of your birthday, Bellamy,” Ryker says.

“Don’t let him give you too much shit, Bellamy,” Damon tells her.

“Don’t worry,” she says, laughing. “I’ve got this.”

With that, she turns to go while also unwrapping that blue shawl and giving me a spectacular and mouthwatering view of the body she normally keeps tucked inside her business attire. Tonight? It’s poured into a little black dress with heavy emphasis on little. It’s got no sleeves. No nothing other than a stretchy tube that bares a fair amount of cleavage before clinging to her hips and ass and trailing off well before it hits her knees. But before I can lament the fact that I can’t see much of her legs, she takes another step, revealing a slit and a juicy stretch of thigh.

The sort of thigh a man wants wrapped around his waist when he’s buried deep inside a gorgeous woman.

I’m not shitting you when I say that the sight of that glowing skin, shifting hair and insane figure is like a lightning strike to my entire existence.

My head commands me not to do anything stupid. My dick commands me to fuck her as soon as possible. Something deep inside me—trapped somewhere between my chest and my gut—wonders what the fuck is happening to my world tonight.

My turmoil is intensified when she glances back over her shoulder and gives me just enough of a lingering look for me to wonder if she wants me to come hither.

Or maybe that’s just my runaway hormones projecting things onto her.

Doesn’t matter. I’m already on my feet, determined to follow her like a heat seeking missile…

If you enjoyed this excerpt, grab The Billionaire’s Beauty now! And don’t forget the final book in the series, Ryker’s story, The Billionaire’s Cinderella!

Also by Ava Ryan

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To DH

XOXO

Acknowledgments

Special thanks to Nina Grinstead and the team at Grey’s Promotions for helping me launch this baby and to Croco Designs for the lovely covers. Big thanks to my writer friends for holding my hand and/or talking me down from ledges as needed. You know who you are. Hopefully, you also know how much I love you.

This is a work of fiction. All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone, living or dead, bearing the same name or names. All incidents are pure invention from the author’s imagination. All names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Ava Ryan is an author of sexy contemporary romance. Her favorite things, in no special order, are animals, her family, cookies, people with great senses of humor and love stories. Currently in her writer’s cave (ostensibly working hard on her next book while also checking Netflix every few hours to make sure she hasn’t missed a new true crime documentary show), she loves hearing from readers via her website or social media.

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