Page 59 of Billionaire Romance

Aurelia’s Boutique. I think they’ll have some things that will look absolutely stunning on you.

I wait for a second.

And off you.

There’s typing.

That’s the most expensive boutique in the city, are you serious?!

Very.

She doesn’t say anything for a while. And I open my email to find the damage. Jennifer was right, this is actually way better than I expected. I guess the worst of my problems were yesterday. Or at least I hope that’s the case. Whatever happens now will be almost impossible to fix without great cost anyway, since tomorrow is the ‘big day.’

Fucking Valentine’s.

Bianca was right about one other thing, the fact that I like Sally is going to make going to this party bearable. Though I highly doubt I’ll have a good time. I don’t think I’m capable of having fun on a day that’s basically a set-up for people to get hurt. It sets unreasonable expectations and is nothing more than a money trap. Love, real love, doesn’t need to be stated with chocolates and flowers and a special day to recognize that you found a good partner in your life.

My phone vibrates, and it’s in my hand before I can blink.

Okay. I’ll see you at noon.

Good. Now I have something to look forward to. The image of Sally’s face as she came on my hand pops into my head again, and I have to breathe through the tightness in my pants. Curse whoever designed my office to be entirely glass so I can’t spend some more intimate time thinking about her, because I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it to noon, let alone the end of the day.

But I don’t have a choice.

I open the first email and begin.

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