Page 86 of Coffee Break with the Billionaire

She looks up with a smile. “Working for you is fun. And I needed something to do or I would have been climbing the castle walls.”

“Well, I’m glad you convinced me to hire you,” I tell her.

“I don’t think I have to work very hard to convince you,” she says, dropping her gaze, only to look up through her web of eyelashes.

“Maybe not.” I feel like I’m being hypnotized. Caught up in a spell where there are only the two of us here. Entranced by Fenella and her—

There are so many things that fascinate me about Fenella, but it’s the entire package that has me caught up in this moment—the dichotomy of what I know about her and what the world assumes.

The mask she wears and what she’s really like.

Fenella laughs softly, then gasps. “Falling star!” A flash of light curves downthe sky.

“Meteor, maybe. It’s hard to tell without a closer look.”

“Let’s call it a falling star so I can make a wish.”

I don’t tell her wishes are usually made while the star is still in the sky. If Fenella wants to make a wish, who am I to argue?

“What’s your wish?” On the end of the pier, I turn to face her, my arm sliding around her waist almost of its own accord.

“I’m not supposed to tell you.” Her gaze slips to my mouth.

“Am I allowed to guess?”

“You can try.”

This is the moment. This is the very moment that I’ve been running from since I met Fenella and now, instead of running, I’m leaning in.

I lean down and brush her lips with mine, so gently it’s barely a touch.

“That’s kind of what I wished for,” Fenella whispers, her mouth inches from mine.

“Only kind of?” Without waiting for a response, I put my hand on her neck, stroking my thumb over her strong jaw. I focus on her lips for a moment, so glossy and pink, and then I kiss her.

I kiss Fenella Carrington.

And she kisses me back.

Her lips part under mine, and a noise, soft and sweet, escapes. Her arms wind around my shoulders and she clutches at my jacket. I cup the back of her head and lean into thekiss—into her.

There’s no running.

I was so stupid to think I could run away from this.

Chapter thirty-five

Fenella

Silas is kissing me.

I want to addfinally, but with a kiss like that, I shouldn’t add anything but a fireworks emoji, along with a flame and maybe my head exploding.

And many, many hearts.

He’s kissing me on the pier after the star fell from the sky—or maybe it was a meteor. I really don’t care, only that it led to this moment. the moment I’ve been thinking about for a week now.

Silas. Kissing. Me.

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