Page 12 of Love your Billionaire Boss

“I can bake something else. Anything you’d like.” Cleo looked at him intently.

“I’m sorry. We aren’t looking for new bakers at this time.”

Cleo nodded politely before standing up from her seat. “Thank you for your time.” She held out her hand.

Paul shook it gently before heading back to the kitchen.

Kenny watched as Cleo carefully grabbed her basket and let out a deep breath. She looked down at her feet and shook her head. Kenny could feel her dejection and it made his heart hurt for her. She must have felt his eyes on her because she looked up just then. She studied him for a moment before registering who he was. Quickly, she looked away and walked out the door.

“That was rough to watch,” said Justin, finishing the last of his sandwich.

Kenny nodded.

“So she’s a baker, moonlighting as a bartender?”

“I guess so.”

“So, she’s a triple threat?”

Kenny eyed Justin curiously as he held up three fingers. “Baker, bartender, bombshell.”

Kenny let out a quiet laugh.

“What’s stopping you, man?” asked Justin, nodding toward the door.

“You saw what just happened. This would not be a good time.”

“With you, there’s never a good time.”

Kenny shot Justin a look.

“Come on, man. Ever since Sylvie, you’ve closed yourself off,” said Justin warily.

“That’s not true.”

“The occasional one-night-stand doesn’t count.”

“It gets me by.” Kenny shrugged, taking another bite of his sandwich. “And what about you?”

“What about me?”

“I don’t see you settling down.”

“I’m busy. Plus, I never know if women have the right intentions.”

Kenny nodded understandingly. Justin had had a few relationships in the past, but eventually the women showed their true colors. They were always asking for more. More vacations. More jewelry. More designer bags. They didn’t love him, they loved his money.

“Maybe you should try a change of scenery,” said Kenny, glancing around.

“What? You mean Boston?”

“Yeah, why not? You’re here on business every other week, and you could really work from anywhere now that everything is remote.”

Justin seemed to think about it for a moment, looking outside the window to the busy sidewalks and street.

“I never thought about coming back here,” he said pensively.

“It might be good for you. Away from the bigger city, away from the expectations, away from the women.”

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