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“Well, well!” a voice boomed.

Her eyes fell on the noise.

Oh, God.

Why? Why? Why?

Josh was sitting at the table, clad in a blue suit. He looked the best she’d ever seen him look. And that was saying something. The man was gorgeous.

“Hello, Drew,” Alana said, walking to the table. “And Josh, how lovely to see you.”

“Hello, boss,” she said, before she could stop her mouth from moving. “What are you doing here?”

Josh’s mouth twitched. “Hello, Ruby.” He didn’t answer her question. Probably because it was bloody obvious what he was doing there.

Alana made the introductions, and Drew shook her hand, laughing. He answered the question for his friend, slapping him on the shoulder. “Do you really think he wants to be bothered? We come here for the peace and quiet. Poor, handsome, billionaire, eh? I don’t have that problem, just the billionaire part,” he said with a wink.

He was attractive, with red hair, and a silver scar marking his face.

Alana opened her mouth as if to protest. Drew caught her gaze, and all mirth wiped from his face.

She suddenly felt as if she were intruding.

Her eyes fell on Josh who gave her a smirk, as if to say, I know what’s going on there. He dragged out the chair next to him, and she sat. Alana joined them, too. He poured a glass of water and pushed it toward her.

“Can’t have you hungover at work tomorrow, Miss Lock.” His green eyes cast over her, and she suddenly felt tipsy for an entirely different reason.

She took some gulps of the water.

“Yes, busy day tomorrow.” She had no idea if it was.

He swirled the whiskey in his glass. “It is,” he agreed. “And an even busier evening. There’s an event for the charity I chair. I think it would be good if you accompanied me.”

Chapter Six

Josh

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