Page 22 of The Billionaire and I

“Ah, so that’s how he stays so organized, huh?” Jenny playfully swatted me on the ass, and I felt my cheeks start to burn.

Shirley’s smile grew impossibly wider. “I can’t take all the credit. Mr. Bryson stays on top of things.”

“He sure does!” Jenny joked, then honked with laughter.

I guess I wasn’t the only one who felt relaxed.

“It issowonderful to meet you, Jenny. You have no idea.” Shirley finally handed me the garment bag. “I’m so happy that Mr. Bryson has a nice date to bring to the event tonight.”

“Aw, thanks, Shirley.” Jenny smiled, pleased, then looked questionably at the bag when I handed it to her. “What’s this?”

“It’s a dress for tonight,” I explained. “I had Shirley pick it out.”

“You got me a dress?” Jenny’s eyes got big in her face. “Thank you, Coley. And thank you, Shirley!”

“You should go see if it fits.” I was ready to get Jenny and Shirley away from each other before there were more ass-slapping, “Coleys,” or questions.

“I’ll do it right now. Shirley, wanna help me? I suck at zippers.”

“Oh, I’d love to!” Shirley was practically trembling with excitement as she followed Jenny into my bedroom.

The fuck?

They disappeared together, and I heard the two of them talking and laughing. There was a lot of “Oh my Gods” and “That body!” Shirley was obviously taken with Jenny. I couldn’t believe my assistant was in mybedroomwith myescort.FFS, I hadn’t planned on this.

“Ta-da!” Shirley burst out of the room, and Jenny shyly walked out behind her. She was stunning in the simple black dress with a plunging neckline that showed off her incredible curves. Although the dress was unembellished and black, it was couture. Jenny looked like a million bucks in it.

Scratch that—a billion.

“You look lovely,” I said. For some reason, my heart hurt a little.

“Doesn’t she?” Shirley clapped her hands together. “She’s the prettiest girl in the whole world!”

Jenny nudged her. “Don’t be silly.”

“Oh honey, I mean it.” Shirley smiled at her, then turned to me. “I should probably get going. ThatForbesshoot is first thing in the morning!”

“Thank you, Shirley.” I was relieved she was leaving, but I was grateful to her.

“Yeah, thanks, Shirley. I really love this dress—it’s the nicest thing I’ve ever worn.” Jenny’s voice was tinged with emotion.

Shirley smiled at her again. “It looks great on you, hon. Have fun, you two.”

Shirley let herself out. Before I even heard the elevator, my phone pinged with a text from her.

It was a row of thumbs-up emojis.

I just shook my head, then laughed.

CHAPTER 13

Cole

Jenny looked like a sexy princess;I puffed up with pride as we took the elevator to the lobby. “You really look incredible in that dress,” I told her.

“Aw, thanks.” She blushed in pleasure. “I meant what I said: it’s the nicest thing I’ve ever worn. I saw the price tag—holy cow, Cole. I promise I’ll take good care of it so you can return it after tonight.”

“What?” I scoffed. “We are not returning that dress. It was made for you. It’s a gift.”

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