The Billionaire's Obsession 1.2 Mine for Now J.S. Scott

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leaned against it with a heavy, broken sigh. It was her eleventh interview in the last ten days, all of
which had been a complete waste of time, and this one hadn t gone any better. No one wanted to hire
a student who was only a few months away from graduation. No restaurant wanted a waitress who
was likely to leave within six months for a position in her chosen profession. While Kara couldn t
blame the prospective employers for their judgment, she really needed a freaking job.
The familiar sounds of clanging dishes, barking cooks and sharp-tongued servers filtered through
her mind as she took yet another walk of shame through the back halls of another restaurant that
wasn t willing to take her on as even a part-time employee.
Okay, it wasn t as if she would starve. She still had ten grand in her bank account, the loan she
had given herself from Simon. Biting her lip as the pain of thinking about him crashed over her, she
exited the main door of the restaurant, letting herself lean against the cool brick exterior to gather her
thoughts after the disastrous interview.
Actually, she had more than ten thousand dollars in her account. Nine days ago, on her own
birthday, Simon had sent several delivery men and a messenger to Maddie s home with all of the
items that she had left behind. The delivery guys had been loaded with her belongings, all of which
had been purchased by Simon, and the messenger came bearing several dozen red roses and an
envelope with a note.
Kara,
I am returning your check. Please accept the money as a birthday present from me and don t
fight with the delivery people. They have been instructed to put the items wherever you want them
or leave them on the doorstep. As they work for me, they will follow instructions.
I m sorry about what happened with Sam. Please come home.
Happy Birthday. I wish we could spend it together.
Yours,
Simon
Kara choked back a sob and rubbed unconsciously at her upper thigh, feeling the stiff paper of his
note that was resting in her front pocket.
I m going to have to talk to him.
Kara had hoped that giving herself a little time might help her feel more grounded, less mired in
depression. But it wasn t working. Every day she didn t see Simon seemed like an eternity, and she
was just fooling herself if she thought that a week or two would help her get over her longing for him.
If anything, she sank deeper into the darkness as each day passed.
I have to talk to him. Make him take my check. Work out terms to repay what I borrowed.
Return the things he bought.
She had bawled like a baby when she had turned on the laptop he had given her and realized that
Simon had downloaded every game that she had ever played on his computer lab. Myth World - both
games - had been first on the list.
Wiping furiously at an escaped tear rolling down her cheek, Kara knew she had to stop mooning
over Simon Hudson, she just wasn t sure how to do it. The silly, thoughtful things that he did, such as
taking the time to download all of those games, tugged at her heart. Then, she would remember the
sight of the blonde supermodel on Sam s porch pulling Simon s lips to hers and she d be pissed all
over again. How could any man be so thoughtful, yet be such a dog when it came to women?
Hello, Kara. A deep, rumbling voice sounded right next to her. Her eyes jerked up to discover
Sam Hudson leaning a shoulder against the wall next to her. Instinctively, she backed up several
steps, putting distance between her and a man she didn t like or trust.
Sam advanced, but left space between the two of them. What do you want? Her tone was sharp
and she put her hand up to stop him from coming any closer.
He raised his eyebrow at her defensive move. I just want to talk. He looked as arrogant as he
had at the party, even dressed in casual jeans and a black t-shirt, but there was a thread of remorse
running through his words, and his green eyes were clear and bright. Please. That addition actually [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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