Page 309 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

She never kisses my ass like this.

“What do you want?” I ask.

“Me?” she asks. “Why would I want anything?”

“Because you’re treating me like I’m that extra particular type of stupid,” I tell her.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” she says. “You know, I never really got to meet Zach. The two of you left that night so quickly I hardly got to introduce myself even.”

“And here it comes,” I narrate.

“What?” she asks. “You’re my only sister. If I don’t look out for you, who will?”

“I’ve been doing all right looking after myself,” I tell her.

She scoffs. “Yeah, I can tell from all the gossip columns with you in the leading role,” she says.

She does have a bit of a point.

“I take it you’re angling for a flight out here?” I ask.

“Why, Grace,” she starts.

I interrupt, “Oh, will you stop with that?”

“Yeah,” she says. “When can you get me out here?”

“Hold on,” I tell her. “You can’t just leave Sammie and Max in the apartment all alone.”

“I can’t carry a golden retriever,” she says. “Isn’t there anyone else who can watch them?”

“Hold on a sec,” I tell her. Covering the phone, I call, “Hey, Zach?”

“Yeah?” he returns from the main room.

It’s funny how I only remember I’m naked when I start walking toward Zach.

“Naomi’s lobbying for us to fly her out here,” I tell him. “I say it’s up to you, but if she does come out here, we’re going to have to figure out a way to bring Sammie and Max, too.”

“That won’t be a problem,” he says. “Most of the people who went out to the Mulholland office are still there. Let me know when you’re done and I’ll make a couple of calls.”

“All right,” I say into the phone, “we’re going to send someone to get the three of you.”

Naomi gasps. She says, “Oh my god, thank you so much. You have no idea how much I …”

She’s still going, but I’m standing here watching Zach look at me. He has that look in his eyes, and I’m ready for more.

“Yeah, Nan, I’m gonna have to let you go,” I say into the phone and hang up.

* * *

Zach’sstill at work when there’s a knock on the door. I still don’t know why he got her out here so quick. I would say I didn’t know how, but I’m starting to see how money can change things.

I open the door and Naomi’s standing there with her oversized sunglasses and her best Jackie O. outfit. “Oh my god, it is so great to be here finally. You wouldn’t believe the flight I had,” she says, pushing her way past me and into the house. “This place is fantastic!”

Behind her, Trevor is unloading Max’s crate from the back of the car, and I go to help him while Naomi makes herself too much at home.

Trevor and I get Max’s carrier set down on the ground, and he’s whining and wagging his tail.

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