Page 249 of Billionaire Temptations

I signed the contracts and handed him over the briefcase with the two million dollars.

“Your father would say you were being foolish,” Leon spoke.

“It doesn’t matter what my father would say. It’s my company.”

“Well, thanks for your business.” Leon held out his hand. “And good luck with the buildings.”

“Thanks, Leon.”

The caterers were occupyingmy kitchen, prepping for the party that was to take place in two hours. The bartender was scheduled to arrive at any moment, and the bakery had just delivered the cake. I wanted this night to be perfect for Jules. I planned to invite Jules and Carter over to have a home-cooked meal at my place instead of going out. She wouldn’t think twice about it since we sometimes did it. I hadn’t talked to Emily since Thursday night and wanted to ensure she was still coming, so I texted her.

“Don’t forget, my place, five sharp.”

“I haven’t forgotten, and I may just be there a little before five.”

A smile crossed my lips.

“You can come anytime you want. In fact, I’ll send Edward over to pick you up now. You can bring your things and get ready here.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“All right. Then send Edward on his way.”

I had found myself thinking about her yesterday, and even though I tried not to, I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering back to her. Even when I was at the bar with Samuel last night, I kept thinking about her, which was something I didn’t do. And it wasn’t even sex I was thinking about. It was just her.

The bartender arrived and started to get things set up when I heard the elevator doors open and Emily’s voice calling my name.

“Mr. Caine, Emily Wade has arrived and needs your assistance.”

I chuckled as I walked into the kitchen and found her standing there, holding a garment bag in one hand and a small suitcase in the other.

“Good afternoon, Miss Wade.” I stood and stared at her in her gray sweatpants, matching zip-up hoodie, hair in a high ponytail, and no makeup on her face. Fuck, she looked adorable.

“Would you mind taking this suitcase upstairs for me?” she asked.

“It would be my pleasure.” I grabbed it from her hand.

When we reached my bedroom, I put the heavy suitcase on the bed.

“Are you moving in or something?” I smirked.

“No.” She laughed. “Since I’m getting ready here, I had to bring my makeup and my clothes for tomorrow.”

“You couldn’t just bring one of those small cosmetic bags for your makeup?”

“I need options, Jackson.” She smiled as she unzipped the suitcase and took out a large black trunk full of makeup.

I followed behind as she took it into the bathroom and opened it up.

“I still have to shower,” I spoke.

“Go ahead. I’m just going to be putting on my makeup.”

“You showered already?” I asked.

“Yes,” she replied as she dabbed foundation all over her face.

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