Page 44 of Big Bad Bully
“I heard your stomach growling from in here.” Billy plops the giant bags of food on the counter and starts taking out and opening containers.
Seriously, there’s enough food for ten people here.
“That is when I could hear it over your singing.”
Oh God. I was singing out loud. I feel my face get warm, but I quickly force the embarrassment down.
I lift my chin. “Singing is part of my process. If you don’t like it, you might need to find another place to work.”
Yeah, I definitely crossed the line now.
Billy’s eyes glint in the light. He shows no irritation or trace of emotion on his face. “Did you sing at Sentience?”
I’m blushing again.
“Well, I don’t know. I wasn’t aware I was singing out loud until you pointed it out.”
He arches a brow like he doesn’t believe me. “I think you just want the attention.” He cocks his head. With that sculpted jaw and sharp gray eyes, he’s sexy as fuck, and I wish I weren’t acutely aware of that fact. His voice drops to a low purr, and his lids droop slightly. “Do you want my attention, Aubrey?”
What a bastard.
I want to slap that smug expression right off his face even as my nipples harden into stiff points.
“Oh, trust me, Suit. When I want your attention, you’ll know it.”
His gaze trails from my face, down my heated neck. He angles his head to peer at my side-boob in the gap between the bib of my overalls. I purposely wore the bikini top because it highlights the swell of my breasts when you look at me from that angle.
He’s pointing out that he’s aware of that fact.
He knows I dressed for him.
Gah–that I wanted his attention.
Dammit!
He makes a show of lifting his head and meeting my gaze. “You sure about that?” He flicks his brows.
He brings his fingertip to the buckle on my overalls. “If I unhooked this, what would I find, Silver?”
“Silver?” I try to catch up, confused. First it was Cafe Girl. Now Silver.
“Silver. For the ring in your nose. And navel. You call me Suit. I call you Silver.”
His fingertip caresses the button. I want him touching me, rather than the metal. My skin. My nipple.
He noticed my belly button ring. He has a pet name for me. I wasn’t wrong that he’s into me.
“Are your nipples hard for me, Aubrey?”
My pussy clenches. “No.”
The corners of his lips lift in a ghost of a smile. “Liar.”
He brings his other hand to the buckle. “I’m going to unbuckle just one side of your overalls to find out. If I’m right, you leave it unbuckled the rest of the day.”
Of course, the ruthless businessman likes to strike bargains. God, I want him to. I want to take this thing between us another step. What would be the harm?
Except my pride is at stake. I don’t like letting him win at anything. He’s a white cis male billionaire who works on Wall Street. He already owns the world. He could have any woman.
