Page 235 of Billionaire Temptations

“We should do lunch sometime,” she spoke.

“I’d like that.”

“Maybe we should double date. I’ll check my schedule to see when my boyfriend and I have the same day off.”

“Sounds fun. It must be hard to spend time together with you two being ER doctors.”

“It is. But is that such a bad thing?” She winked.

“Probably not.” I smiled.

“I’ll get something set up and have Jackson call you,” she spoke.

“Looking forward to it.”

When I got home, I put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top and looked at the torn-up bed from my and Jackson’s sex fest.As I stood there and stared at it, I found myself missing him. But I would go as far as to say that I missed the sex, not really him. Right? Right. After changing the sheets and throwing the dirty ones in the washer, I made myself a sandwich and took my laptop to the couch.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what Jackson and I talked about last night, so I opened up a word document and began typing out a list of companionship rules. This was crazy, yet fun at the same time. Just the fact that Jackson wanted to keep it simple and drama free was a turn on. I could have my cake and eat it too, and that was the best part of life. After taking an hour to finish my rules list, I started the search for a warehouse. Once I had that secured, I could start placing orders for clothing and hire some help.

When I steppedinto the shop Monday morning, my phone rang, and it was Jackson calling.

“Hello.”

“Hey there, beautiful. How was your weekend?”

“It was great. How was yours?”

“Fantastic. Did you get a chance to write down some rules at all?”

“I did, and I’m all finished. How about you?”

“I did as well. What’s your schedule like for today?”

“I’m working until about six.”

“I have a dinner meeting at seven o’clock, and I’m unsure how long it’ll run. Are you free for lunch?”

A small smile crossed my face.

“I am. What time?”

“How about noon at my office? I’ll have my secretary cater something for us. I would take you to a restaurant, but I think we need to discuss our negotiation behind closed doors.”

“I agree, and I’ll see you at noon.”

“Great. I’ll talk to you later.”

After ending the call, I turned around and saw Katie standing there with furrowed brows.

“What?” I asked.

“Was that Jackson?”

“Yes.”

“What did you finish?”

“Why are you eavesdropping?” I took a sip of my coffee.

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