Page 11 of Billionaire Undeceived - Devon

My breath caught for just a moment.

I generally didn’t see him in a casual outfit. He always stopped into the office in a custom suit because he was coming from the office, and he wasneversmiling.

The ivory color of the sweater contrasted stunningly with his dark coloring, and that devilish grin of his just…got to me.

You have to stop noticing how attractive he is, Reese. Stop it right now!

I couldn’t let this man get to me in any way.

Devon Remington was nothing more than a hostile acquaintance that I wanted to be more comfortable with.

He was my boss’s brother-in-law for God’s sake.

Ihadto be immune to his good looks and his charm.

That wasn’t an easy thing to do when he was eying me from head to toe as he commented huskily, “Your sweater matches your eyes.”

It wasn’t a cheesy line. Coming from Devon, it was just an observation, but said in that sexy baritone of his, it sounded like…seduction.

Hell, almost anything he said with that cocky grin on his face would sound sexy.

I laughed as I held the door open for him. “I didn’t do it intentionally. I just liked the color.”

Devon closed and locked the apartment door behind him and followed me into the small kitchen. “I’ll put the wine in the fridge,” he said as he did just that. “What can I do to help?”

“Nothing,” I said as I started to prepare the stir-fry. “Everything is ready. I’ll have it ready in minutes. I’d give you a tour of my place, but you can see most of it from the kitchen.”

“I’m assuming it’s the same as Hannah’s,” he said conversationally. “I was there a few times.”

Devon had already known that I’d lived in the same building as Hannah had, but he’d texted me to confirm the apartment.

My guess was that he’d gotten my number from Hannah.

“Exactly the same,” I confirmed. “It’s small, but it’s cozy.”

Devon wandered into the living room before he said, “I see that you decorate with some of your antique finds.”

“It’s a little eclectic,” I told him as he walked back into the kitchen. “Some older, some newer. I’ve never been lucky enough to find anything or buy anything that’s really expensive, but I love to go to thrift stores and antique shops looking for treasures. Nothing I’ve ever gotten is extremely valuable. I just buy the pieces that speak to me in some way. Furniture. Jewelry. Books. Art. I buy a little of everything.”

He shot me a curious look as he rested his hip against the entry to the kitchen. “How does it speak to you? And I like your style. It’s unique.”

I added spices to the veggies and chicken as I answered, “Thanks. I can’t really explain it. Sometimes I’m just drawn to certain things.” I paused before I asked, “Are you okay with spice?”

“The spicier the better,” he confirmed. “The local food in Thailand and India are a few of my favorites, and it’s definitely not the Americanized versions we get here.”

“I’ve never been to either country, but I’d like to get there one day,” I said with a sigh as I added a little more spice. I was with him on the spice level. I liked my stir-fry hot. “You’re probably incredibly well traveled.”

“Not as much as I’d like to be,” he replied. “But yeah, I’ve been to a lot of different countries. I’m usually there on business, but I try to incorporate those visits with some sightseeing. What about you?”

It didn’t feel like he was trying to pry into my personal life with his question, so I told him, “Only a few trips on vacation so far. Canada, Mexico, The Bahamas, and England. I was busy with work and college. My goal is to explore more of the world as soon as possible. Sometimes life just gets in the way.”

“Dream vacation?” he asked.

I answered instantly. “I want to go to The Galapagos Islands. There are species there that don’t exist anywhere else in the world, and it was Darwin’s inspiration for his theory of evolution. Greece is a close second because of the historical significance, and Egypt for the same reason.”

Devon’s eyes widened. “That isn’t exactly what I expected you to say. I’ve been to Greece, but Galapagos and Egypt are pretty high on my list of places I’d like to visit, too. They’re not exactly places where I have business to do. I take it you’re not the type of woman who wants to lie on the beach and relax.”

“I like the beach. I love to swim, but my fair skin burns pretty easily, and I don’t want to fry all day. It’s boring,” I informed him. “If I have free time, I want to explore and learn something.”

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