Page 58 of Her Big Fat Hunky Billionaire Boss

Tired of having the same conversation, Damian stood. “I’m leaving tomorrow.”

His mother sucked in a breath. “I can’t believe you’re blatantly disobeying my wishes. You are walking on thin ice.”

And there it was. A veiled threat. That’s how his mother operated. He stood and crossed the room, grabbing his coat. “What are you going to do, Mother? Write me out of your will? Go ahead. I don’t need your money. I have plenty.”

The phone clicked and he clenched his teeth, shoving the phone into his pocket. His mother would not forgive him for digging up this skeleton. But he couldn’t pretend it wasn’t there, like his mother. He had a brother. He needed to go see him. And if he was in Pleasant Hollow, he could see Kat.

He shook his head. Pathetic. He packed his briefcase and headed out to the elevators. Tonight he’d call Amelia. Maybe she would get his mind off Kat.

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Kat wiped down the table and restocked the napkins. With no other jobs in town, Harriet had taken pity on her and given her a job waitressing tables. The pay was next to nothing, so she was relying on tips to save her. So far, she wasn’t seeing much, though.

She picked up the pitcher of water and went to refresh the glasses of the couple sitting at table seven. “Do you need anything else?” she asked.

The woman smiled at her. “No, thank you.”

At least they were nice. The teenagers earlier had taunted her and made rude comments. She may or may not have added pepper to their Cokes. She didn’t feel bad. They left a lousy tip.

She finished cleaning the table in the corner and wiped her forehead. She’d been on her feet all day. She was ready to go home and veg in front of the television.

Harriet smacked her gum. “You doing okay, Kat?”

“I’m fine. It will all work out, I’m sure.” Lie. She was barely making ends meet with her newspaper salary. She was in deep trouble.

Harriet gave her a small smile. “I’m sure it will.”

Kat hung up her apron in the back room and grabbed her purse and coat. Maybe she’d soak in a bubble bath after watching a movie. That sounded divine.

Her phone buzzed as she slid into the driver’s seat. She pulled it out of her purse. Damian was calling Amelia. Nice. She almost didn’t answer, but she was curious as to what he wanted, so she slid her finger across the screen. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Damian.”

“Hey. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to talk. Are you free?”

“Yeah. I’m all done managing all those hedge funds for today.” She clamped her lips together. She was so dead. Why did she say that? He was going to figure her out any second. She put her car into gear and pulled out onto the street.

“I feel like I’m always talking about me, so I thought of some questions I wanted to ask you. Do you mind?”

“Go for it.”

“Okay.” Paper rustled in the background. “Question one. Are you more of an outdoors person or an indoors person?”

Kat sped through a yellow light. “Did you write these down?”

“I didn’t want to forget any.”

“That’s a little anal retentive, don’t you think?”

Damian made a scoffing noise. “Just answer the question.”

“Okay. I’d say I’m more of an outdoors person. I love hiking and nature. But I also love curling up with a good movie and a bowl of popcorn, so I wouldn’t say I’m always outdoors.”

“Fair enough.”

The sound of paper crinkling came through, and Kat laughed. “Are you writing down my answers?”

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