His expression hardened, along with every muscle in his body. The air crackled around him. “You’re meeting him here? Are you—”
“I’m just preparing the muesli for him, then I’m leaving the key on the table and walking out.” She talked long and loud and right over the top of him.
There was a pause. Had she finally silenced him?
He blinked. “You’re preparing the what for him?”
“Muesli.”
“Muesli?” he repeated.
“Yes,” she answered loftily, pleased she’d thrown him. “I make the muesli he likes.”
Jack Barnes threw back his head and laughed. Watching him, Libby’s pulse zipped to a punishing pace. What with the shock of being frightened by a stranger, followed by the surprise of him being so completely stunning, it was a wonder her heart hadn’t stopped all together. Weak hearts were in the family—both literally and emotionally—but Libby was determined to take care of hers. She mentally counted backward from ten and told herself he really wasn’t that gorgeous and she wasn’t going to pay any attention to the gleam in his eyes and the infectiousness of that low, rumbling laugh. She heard another mangled repeat of “muesli” in that offensive, disbelieving tone. Rolling her eyes, she waited for him to get over it.
“Are you the team dietician?” He finally sobered enough to speak, but he still wore half a grin.
If only he’d stayed all cynical ice-man. Him smiling made it hard for her brain to retain operational status. She shook her head.
“Didn’t think so.” Now his smile vanished. “What’s your name?”
“Libby Harris.” She pulled it together and answered firmly. “And yours?” She wasn’t going to give him an ego trip by admitting she already knew who he was.
“Jack Barnes. I’m Tom’s older brother and this is my apartment.”
Of course it was. She so should’ve figured that. Libby shrank inside, hopelessly fighting the heat invading her face. She must look like a cherry tomato. “But Tom lives here.”
“When he’s in town, yes.” His answer was shorn of any lingering amusement.
Why hadn’t Tom explained it was his big, bad brother’s apartment he was sending her to? And why had she so cheekily looked around?
But it was too late now, all she could do was get the job done and leave. And okay maybe she ought to apologize for snooping. But she really didn’t want to—the guy seemed to feel superior enough already. “Well, if you don’t mind, I need to get back to what I was doing.”
Head held high, she walked across the floor—carefully leaving a four-foot firebreak between them. He turned and walked behind her. Now she felt so self-conscious it was a wonder she didn’t fall over her own feet. It was too unfair of him to be that hot in his faded jeans and white T-shirt. And did he have to watch her so super close all the time—like she was some world-threatening virus on a microscope slide?
“Actually, Libby Harris,” he murmured with toe-curling, intimate softness. “I’m afraid I do mind.”
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Having barely survived a business catastrophe, the last thing fiercely independent Libby Harris needs is her client’s bossy older brother interfering in her schedule. Especially not some far too good-looking, know-all billionaire.
Jack Barnes has been Mr Responsible for years, taking care of his vulnerable younger sibling, so when a random but gorgeous woman appears in his apartment claiming to be there for his brother, his wary radar pings.
Turns out the luscious Libby isn’t a threat to anyone but Jack’s own peace of mind and for once he’s tempted to cast off caution and indulge in the moment. But what should’ve been something light and fun turns sticky when other uncontrollable emotions emerge...
Featuring unusual suggestions for maple syrup, sizzling chemistry on the kitchen counter and one serious commitment-phobe…
Her Bossy Billionaire is for readers who love it when a billionaire boss comes up against a woman unafraid to make her own rules in this sexy contemporary romance.
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It’s taken forever for Lexi Peterson to get over the crater-sized, unrequited crush she had on ultimate playboy Luke Marchetti, yet it only takes one look for her to be right back where she started. But Lexi’s not quite as shy as she once was and when they’re trapped together with only one bed, she figures that maybe it’s time Luke got a taste of his own medicine.
Bad boy Luke has been maxing out his reputation his whole adult life, but now the one girl he couldn’t ever have is right in his room wearing a teeny tiny piece of nothing. He resists, right? He really, really tries to resist.
But when feelings fight their way from the cage in which he’s kept them for so long, he finally realises the real problem. How’s he going to convince Lexi that she’s the one he wants for good?
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