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Her Filthy Rich Boss(7)
Author: Summer Brooks

“This house is a favorite of mine,” he was saying, grinning at the camera like it was his best friend. “Ever since moving out here to California, I’ve found that the houses are bigger and grander, with a price tag to match.”

He started to walk us through the house, but for the first time ever, I was hardly even paying attention to the real estate porn that was sitting right in front of my face.

All I could see was Rhett. His chiseled jaw, his perfectly muscled body that was tastefully visible underneath his dark gray suit.

The way his ass swayed ever so slightly with each step he took. The silver watch on his wrist accented ever further by the type of veins that only came when a guy worked out hard and regularly.

“Sarah!” Katy gasped, springing up so fast she actually did spill a single droplet of her coffee.

“What?” I demanded, whipping around to look at Bella and Clara, trying to figure out what had just happened.

But the three of them were looking at me with an equal amount of shock on their faces.

“What?” I demanded again when none of them gave me an answer.

“You’re blushing,” Clara chuckled, raising an accusatory finger toward my face.

“No.” I shook my head firmly, even as I raised a subconscious hand to touch my cheek. “Impossible. I don’t blush. You know that.”

It was true. I’d never blushed a day in my life, even when I was in the beginning throes of puberty and found nearly every boy alive attractive.

I wasn’t a blushing woman. The blood did not rush to my cheeks and turn my whole face red in the most embarrassing of ways. I didn’t duck my head and bat my eyelashes as I thought about what it would feel like to have a certain man kiss me in the pouring rain so I could have a foot pop moment a lá Mia Thermopolis.

I did not do that.

Apparently, though, that morning, my body had decided that yes, indeed, I did do that. I blushed when I saw a certain man come across my television screen no matter how many hours that I’d spent attempting to tell myself that our strange little run-in was just that.

Little. Inconsequential. It meant absolutely nothing.

“You are,” Katy nodded, giving me a sympathetic smile. She, of all people, knew how hard this was for me. “You’ve got it bad, huh?”

“No, I do not have it bad,” I replied earnestly. “Admittedly, I do find the guy attractive as far as men go, but that’s it. There’s nothing more going on here. I’m leaving for Thailand in a week, after all.”

Silence fell over the previously giggling women as the weight of that truth came crashing down on all of us.

It didn’t matter if Rhett was the first man who’d managed to make me blush since I was all of thirteen years old. I was leaving for a year, at least, and possibly for longer.

There was no time to explore anything new. I couldn’t compromise this new chapter in my life.

“He’s been asking about you,” Bella said suddenly and then winced, a telltale sign that her often large mouth was running itself off again.

“I’m sorry?” I asked.

Bella put a hand to her large, pregnant stomach and took a sip of her coffee once again, savoring the flavor even though we all knew that decaf coffee tasted nothing like real, true coffee.

“I was not supposed to tell you that,” she finally sighed when none of us would dare to look away from her. “If I end up dead in a ditch somewhere, just know that my fiancé got tired of me spilling our secrets all over town.”

“Quit being dramatic,” I ordered, rolling my eyes. There was no way that Logan would ever touch a hair on Bella’s head. He was far too in love with her, and way too nice of a guy. “Tell me.”

I couldn’t help the flare of excitement that shot through my torso, making its way up into my throat, where it settled, causing my entire body to tighten in anticipation.

“Not a word, alright?” She asked, but didn’t even wait for an answer before she told us what had made her speak so ominously. “Logan got a call today from Rhett, and he asked me about it because, well, I know you a hell of a lot better than he does, Sarah. And it would appear that Rhett wanted to know if Logan would hook the two of you up. He actually asked for your phone number, believe it or not.”

I was honestly a little floored. With all of the knowledge of social media and computers the guy possessed, the fact that he’d gone the old fashioned route did nothing but endear him to me.

“But, I’m moving to Thailand in a week.” I had to say it out loud. If I kept it in my head, I might have been able to casually convince myself that the big move didn’t matter and that it would still be a fantastic idea to pursue this thing with Rhett.

But it wasn’t. It was an absolutely terrible idea, actually.

“Yeah, there is that,” Bella grimaced. “But, who’s to say you can’t have a little bit of fun before you go?”

The devilish grin she flashed me probably should have scared the crap out of me, but instead, it just made me feel like I was doing something daring.

So, what if I was leaving for Thailand in a week? This could be the first step to the new me- the Sarah who didn’t care so much about being perfect and buttoned up all of the time. I could meet a guy, have a little fun, and then jet off to a new country a few days later.

“Alright,” I nodded. “Why not? Tell that fiancé of yours to set us up.”

 

 

3

 

 

Rhett

 

 

Logan had said she’d agreed.

He’d said it five hours and twenty-seven minutes ago.

Twenty-eight minutes.

The moment I saw his text message, with Sarah’s contact attached, I’d thought I was going to burst apart in excitement. I almost called her right then and there, but I decided to wait just a little bit. I didn’t want her to think that I was being too needy.

But now, it had been nearly five and a half hours, and I still hadn’t called her yet.

I couldn’t get the thoughts in my head to settle down long enough for me to concentrate on formulating the perfect opening statement.

I usually wasn’t like this. I was normally smooth and suave, totally calm. Women always liked me.

“Yeah,” I reminded myself, aloud. "Women always like you. Get over yourself.”

I glanced around my sunken living room, taking in the potted plants and the relaxing gray couch for just a moment before I picked up my phone and clicked on her phone number before I could give myself a moment to hesitate.

Now was the time to turn on the cool guy charm the way I always did, to make her fall head over heels for me. So she was leaving for Thailand in a week. So what?

That didn’t mean we couldn’t have some epic adult fun while she was still here, right?

“Hello?”

And just like that, all of the suave energy I’d been cultivating melted away, and I was left with a pounding heart and sweaty palms.

I didn’t say a word for the longest second. I was literally incapable of speech as the sound of her voice rang through my head, sweet and musical.

“Hello?” She repeated. “Who is this?”

Oh my God. She didn’t even know I was supposed to call her. Maybe Logan hadn’t talked to her yet. Or maybe she’d forgotten she’d agreed to this phone call, and that was why she was so confused as to who was calling.

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