Page 41 of Billionaire Unexplained: Kaleb

I wasn’t sure I could be with Kaleb without it completely screwing up my head.

This was about more than just sex for me.

I felt a lot more grounded and less empty when I was with him, but I needed to make sure I had my head together, no matter how much I wanted him right now.

Kaleb deserved a whole woman, even if it was just for a little while.

I nodded slowly because I had a lump in my throat that didn’t allow any words to come out.

Because I needed to be close to him, I slid my arms around his neck.

His arms wrapped around me tightly, holding me like he’d never let anyone or anything hurt me.

The closeness wasn’t sexual.

It was comforting.

God, he was protective with the people he cared about, and it was something I adored about him.

We stayed just like that for a long time before we finally separated and went to bed without another word on that particular subject.

Kaleb

“You ready for this?” I asked Anna as I parked my truck right on Main Street, across the road from The Mug And Jug.

I turned to her, and she met my gaze with a confident nod.

Christ! I still wasn’t used to her eyes being blue. It completely changed her appearance for me. I could still see the emotion in her gaze to some extent, but it was heavily masked by those blue contacts.

They were really good contacts. If I didn’t know Anna personally, I’d swear the color was natural.

She was dressed in a light blue sweatshirt and an old pair of jeans.

She’d put on some makeup, but she wasn’t wearing that fuck-me lipstick she’d put on last night. Her lips were a duller, muted shade. She had a good eye for what would alter her facial features a little. Probably because she’d been trying to disguise her appearance for a long time.

She’d decided earlier this morning to use the full name of Anna Moore because she’d used the alias before, and was used to answering to that name.

“I need coffee,” she whined as she opened the passenger door. “You pulled me out of the house before I could get my fix.”

I chuckled. She’d had one cup of coffee. I hadn’t completely deprived her. “No time. We’re getting a late start.”

“It’s barely eight-thirty,” she said grumpily.

I smiled. Anna wasn’t a morning person. At least not until she’d had two or three cups of coffee. “Crystal Fork is a ranch and farming town. People get started before the crack of dawn here every single day, and they roll up the sidewalks when it gets dark. If someone wants something we don’t have here in Crystal Fork, they go to Billings.”

“I guess I’m not in Los Angeles anymore,” she joked as she got out of the car.

When we went to cross the road, I hesitated for a moment, second-guessing the whole plan.

Exposing Anna to anyone went against every protective instinct I had.

“I’ll be fine, Kaleb,” she said as she gently touched my forearm. “I’ve done this before without being this well disguised. I really want to be comfortable here. I plan on staying for a while.”

Hell, I liked that idea, but still…

“And how did that work out all of those other times?” I asked pensively.

She smiled at me. “Sometimes it worked, and sometimes I was eventually recognized. It was always difficult to hide all that blonde hair. It wouldn’t fit in a hat, and if I acted like I was deliberately disguising myself, people tended to notice me even more. I look different today, Kaleb. I don’t think anyone is going to accuse me of being Annelise.”

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