Page 61 of Dating the Billionaire
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
LOUDCLAPPINGINfront of her face snapped Blair out of her daydream. She sat up so quickly from where she’d been slumped over her desk that her chair bounced back nearly a foot.
“Wake up!” Grant yelled at her.
She flipped him off. “I’m awake.”
She was always awake—even when she tried to sleep. Because every time she closed her eyes, she saw Teo...naked, moving over her as he eased inside her. But she never lost that hollow feeling she’d had since he walked out on her. And she suspected that she never would.
“You look like you could use some sleep,” Grant said sympathetically.
She shook her head. “What I could use is some work. I need to fly.” Flying was the only thing that made her feel alive yet—that gave her purpose.
She needed that. No. She needed Teo. But he must not have been ready to listen to her yet. She’d tried leaving a message for him with Miranda, but her friend had reminded her that he was no longer a member. And per the rules of Liaisons International, neither of them was allowed to contact him again. She could have ignored her friend’s warning. She could have tried tracking him down herself.
But the last thing she wanted was for him to think that she was stalking him like those other women had, that she was just after his money, too.
“Do I have to clap my hands to get your attention again?” Grant asked.
Heat rushed to her face. “I’m sorry. Were you talking?”
He sighed. “Yes, I was offering you a flight.”
She jumped up. “Great. I’ll take it.”
“You don’t even know where you’re going.”
Anywhere was better than where she was—wallowing in misery. She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter.”
“Well, if you don’t care, maybe I should take this trip,” Grant mused. “It would be a damn shame to waste Athens on you.”
“Athens? Greece?” Her pulse quickened. It was one of her favorite cities, which her brother damn well knew. She narrowed her eyes and studied his face. “Is this for real?”
“Of course.”
“For a real client?” she persisted. “You’re not just trying to cheer me up?”
He snorted. “Me? Trying to do something nice? Who do you think I am?”
The best brother a girl could have, but she wasn’t about to admit that to him. She couldn’t keep the smile from curving her lips, though. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me,” he said. “It wasn’t my idea. Client booked the trip himself—needs to get there ASAP, so you don’t have time to pack.”
She glanced down at her wrinkled uniform. “I haven’t done laundry. I don’t even have my overnight bag in my locker.”
“Buy stuff once you get there,” Grant said. “Business is good. You don’t have to worry about money.”
“One of us does,” she teased.
He chuckled. “It’s true I never have. I always come up with some when I need it.”
She suspected it was usually someone else’s. But then if the person was stupid enough to gamble with Grant, he or she probably deserved to lose his or her money.
Her smile slipped away. Teo had played cards with him—despite his hatred of games. Why wouldn’t he give her a chance?
“Don’t,” Grant said, and using the crook of his finger, he lifted her chin. “Don’t keep going there.”
“Where?”
