Page 15 of Contract with the Billionaire

He closed his eyes for a brief moment. “I don’t hate you. It’s quite the opposite.”

“I’m going to bed.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

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Two weeks have passed since the night Jameson kissed me. And every chance he got, he went out of his way to avoid me. I was sick of him acting like a child. Tonight, I needed some girl time, so I called the bestie.

“Please tell me you’ll go out with me tonight. I need girl time.”

“Yes. I’ll be ready in an hour.”

“Thank God. Meet at our normal spot?”

“I’ll be there.”

I was already showered, now I could get ready to go out. Sifting through the clothes I brought, I didn’t have much to work with, I settled for a pair of skinny jeans, a sparkly black tank top, and black strappy heels.

“I’m going out. Don’t wait up,” I told Jameson, without looking at him as I pulled the door open, I didn’t wait for a comment from him.

Oddly enough, Kali and my spot was a short walk and around a corner to Mee-Maws Brewery.

“Oh my god. It feels like I haven’t seen you in ages.” Kali said, immediately hugging me tight. “You were right about us needing girl time.”

“We definitely do. I’m tired of dealing with a child twenty-four-seven.”

We headed inside and grabbed a stool at the bar, then ordered beers.

“Things aren’t going well?”

I took a long drink. “They were until he kissed me.”

Kali almost spit her drink out. “What?”

“Yeah, two weeks ago, we had to attend a gala, then we went to a bar. When we got back to his place, he kissed me.”

She looked at me like I had two heads. “I’m not seeing a problem here. I know you are attracted to him. And he must be attracted to you.”

“Kali! I am. But I pulled away after a brief moment and told him we couldn’t. Now ever since, he’s been avoiding me every chance he gets. I go to work with him and go through the meetings and he barely says a word. He’s short with me when we do have to interact.”

“Well, he’s probably not used to rejection.”

“That’s exactly what I said. And I am highly attracted to him, but I don’t want things to get complicated.”

“Well, it isn’t like you’d be getting married. You could probably use some D.”

I lightly punched her arm. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”

“I am. When was the last time you got laid?”

I couldn’t answer her question.

“Exactly. Live a little. Have some fun.” I cocked a grin. “I hate you.”

“You hate that I’m right.”

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