How To Catch A Billionaire(32)
Author: Helen Cooper

“What?” Harry frowned. “Lewis from the office.”

“Yeah.” I giggled as I read the message.

“What did he say?”

“Oh, I don’t know if I should tell you.” My voice was low.

“Sarah. Do not hide anything from me.” Harry’s voice was harsh.

“Gosh, it’s not like he’s sending me company secrets.” I sighed and opened up the message again. “It says:

Hey Sarah, I hope you are doing well. I’m so sad to hear that you decided to leave your position at Zoom Corp. I know Harry Green can be an ass sometimes. I was wondering if you’d like to grab a coffee next week? I miss having my office Barbie there to greet me in the morning. Lewis xoxo”

“So?” Harry’s voice was angry.

“So what?” I was annoyed at his abrupt change of mood.

“So are you going?”

“Going where?” I sighed.

“To coffee?”

“I don’t know.” I hadn’t been planning on it but he was starting to annoy me.

“I don’t think you should go.” His voice was low.

“Why not?”

“Because I said so.”

“Excuse me?” My voice grew louder. “You aren’t my dad.”

“But I could be old enough, right?” He laughed bitterly.

“Whatever.”

“I forbid you from f**king someone else while you are f**king me.”

“Excuse me?” I shouted. “You forbid me?”

“Yes.”

“You are such an ass**le, Harry Green.”

“I’ve been called worse.”

“I was thinking about setting him up with Jane,” I lied. Though it wasn’t such a bad idea. While Lewis’s text had made me smile, I knew I didn’t want him for myself. I wanted the insufferable Harry Green. The one man it seemed I would never be able to get.

“Now that’s not a bad idea. Maybe he can come on the trip as well and we will set them up.”

“But then he will know about us.” I frowned.

“Which will only make it that more believable to everyone.” He smiled.

“But he’s going to think I’m some sort of slut,” I cried out.

“He’ll just think you couldn’t resist my magic charm.”

“After a few days?” I sighed.

“Well, it’s true, isn’t it?” He placed his hand on my leg and I shivered. “You did spend the night in my bed right when we met.”

“So I’m a slut and you’re not. You were there too.”

“I never said you were a slut, Sarah.”

“Whatever.” I looked out of the window and sighed. “But fine, invite him for Jane.”

“Awesome- what island should we go to?”

“I don’t really care.”

“Okay, it will be a surprise then.”

“Whoopee doo,” I mumbled but inside I felt some excitement. I was going on a Caribbean vacation with my best friend and the man I loved.

“Do you want to go home or can I persuade you to spend the night with me at my place?” His voice was hopeful.

“I’d like to go home, please.” I was determined to keep as much dignity as I could in this relationship. And I knew that meant being apart from him as much as I could. Or he would soon start seeing and realizing how much I cared for him.

“You sure? I have ice cream?”

“Butterscotch flavored?”

“I can get that if it means you’ll spend the night.”

“You aren’t fed up with me yet?” I laughed and poked him in the arm. “Anyway I need to ask Jane if she wants to come this weekend.”

“Oh and I guess you want to tell her about all the hot sex as well?”

“What hot sex?” I laughed and squealed as his hand crept in between my legs and rubbed against my pu**y.

“The same hot sex you wish you were getting right now.” He laughed and I closed my legs tightly.

“You wish!”

We rode in silence the rest of the way to my apartment and Harry helped me bring my bag upstairs. “You don’t need to come up with me, you know.” I smiled at Harry as he followed me up the stairs.

“I want to make sure you get to your apartment safely, Sarah. That’s what gentlemen do.”

“So why are you doing it?”

“Touché.” He laughed and slapped me in the ass.

“Hey,” I yelped.

“Serves you right.” He laughed and stood closely behind me as I opened the door to the apartment.

“I’m back, Jane,” I called out and she came running to the door to hug me.

“Sarah. I missed you.” She had flour on her hands and I figured she must have been baking again. “Oh hi Harry.” She beamed at him and ushered is in to the apartment. “Have you guys eaten? I made a beef stew.”

“Sounds yummy.” I plopped down on the couch and waited for Harry to leave.

“That does sound delicious. Thanks for the invite.” Harry plopped down next to me and I looked over at him in confusion.

“You’re going to stay?”

“Do you have a problem with that?” He smirked at me.

“No. I just thought you wanted to go home.”

“I’ll go later.” He smiled. “Aren’t you going to unpack before you get comfortable?”

“No.” I laughed.

“That bag will stay packed until Sarah has to go on another trip.” Jane laughed.

“So you’re a messy one, huh?” Harry stared at me. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

“I’m not messy,” I lied. “I just have my own organizational system.”

“The same one that all lazy people have.” Jane grinned at me.

“Jane!”

“It’s true,” she laughed and walked back to the kitchen. “Dinner will be served in about thirty minutes.”

“I’ll make the drinks. What does everyone want?”

“A gin and tonic, please.” Harry smiled at me and I felt my stomach flip. He looked so relaxed and casual sitting back in our old ratty cream couch.

“Oh sorry, we don’t have tonic.”

“Ok, just a gin on the rocks.”

“Oops, no gin either.” I grinned.

“Scotch on the rocks?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Nope.”

“What do you have? That may be easier.”