Working Hard – Holidays with the Boss Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
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Her eyes widen while a vein pounds furiously at the base of her neck. Watching her throat move up and down as she swallows sends hunger coursing through my blood. “I’ll give you the condensed version. My parents thought they were having a boy,” Hunter explains, and the sound of her voice soothes my soul. “When I surprised them, they didn’t have a girl name picked out, so,” she shrugs, “they named me Hunter.”

Work worries fly out the window as I step closer and breathe in her delicate fragrance. Tucking a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear, I lean down to whisper, “It fits you.” My heart is the stunning little hunter’s prey. A sudden thought causes my knees to almost buckle. If some crazy force hadn’t driven me to come home for lunch today, I would have missed her. The thought alone nearly brings me to my knees.

“Thank you, Mr… uh…” She holds out her hand to me, and I pull my head out of my ass. I take her soft hand in mine and bring it to my lips. Electricity zips up my spine as our palms connect.

“Brendan Russo.” I watch goosebumps run up her arm as I place a soft kiss on her delicate skin.

“I’ll finish up and get out of your way, Mr. Russo.” She tries to pull her hand back, but I hold tightly.

“You can call me Brendan.” Or anything you want. “And you’re not in my way.” Far from it. I don’t plan on ever letting Hunter Cannon get away. The reason for my midday excursion to the apartment pops into my mind. “I left important papers at home this morning. After I grab them, we can have lunch together.”

Hunter blinks furiously while her white teeth dig into her bottom lip. “Lunch? Together?”

I nod my head ‘yes’ as my eyes travel over her luscious curves. Every inch of her is stunning. The tight white t-shirt is stretched to the limit across her tempting tits. Maybe the fucker would do me a solid and rip. Now, I’m the one shaking my head to clear the crazy thoughts. What the fuck? I’m the reasonable Russo. Each time Cupid attacked one of my brothers, I made fun of them. But the shoe is on the other foot, and I’m now the one in the hot seat.

“That’s right. I’d like to take you to lunch.” All the work waiting for me at the dealership can bite my ass. Winning over my soulmate just became my top priority. “We can spend the afternoon getting to know each other.”

“I have to finish cleaning before I get lunch, and I can’t afford to take the afternoon off.” She won’t budge. My little soulmate is looking at me like I suddenly grew a second head. She’s not too far off. My second head is growing longer as I stare down at my little love.

“This place looks perfect to me.” I point around the sterile apartment. “We’ll consider it finished.”

“But,” Hunter protests. “My boss will have a fit if he finds out I didn’t complete the job.”

“It will be our little secret.” I reach over and place my finger over her pouty lips. “Please have lunch with me. I want to get to know you.” That’s an understatement. I need to get to know everything about her. It’s necessary for my survival.

CHAPTER

TWO

HUNTER

Hello, twilight zone. I stare up into his aqua-blue eyes and wonder if I’m dreaming. Today started off like any other Wednesday. I got up way-the-frick too early, rushed to class, then made my way over to the Sundune Corporate Apartments to clean for the afternoon. Never in my wildest dreams did I think Mr. Tall Dark Caveman would walk in and demand I spend time with him.

I reach behind my back and pinch myself. Ouch. I’m definitely awake. “Uh, lunch sounds good.” Folding like a cheap suit, I throw caution to the wind. When am I likely to get such an exciting offer in the future? It’s not like hot hunks grow on trees. Staring at him, I feel my virgin girly parts wake up. The starched white dress shirt stretched across his massive chest and the dark suit pants hugging his trim hips emphasize the powerful body hidden beneath them. I never had any idea that five o’clock shadow really revs my engine, but I’d kill to run my tongue along his chiseled stubble-covered jaw.

“Great.” He gives me a huge smile and I feel my insides melt. “I’ll order lunch. Would you prefer Italian or Chinese?”

“I’m pretty easy,” slips out, and I almost smack my forehead after the flippant reply leaves my lips. Just scream out that you’re ripe for the picking. “I’ll eat anything,” I add, hoping to contain the damage my loose tongue and mushy mind are causing.


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