Dancing With Danger (BWWM 2015) (BWWM Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free Page A

Drea."
    Andrea nodded. It was going to take her some time to be okay with this, that she already knew, but at least she wasn't alone.
    Her stomach growled loudly, breaking the tension and making them both laugh.
    "Let me guess," Ben said, hand on his hip. "You haven't eaten today."
    She shook her head sheepishly. "I'd like to see you manage to cook breakfast while trying to wheedle vodka from a grown woman."
    "The difference is that I wouldn't have tried," he pointed out. "Pizza?"
    "God, yes."
    "Pineapple?"
    "Do you even need to ask?"
    "Nope, just making sure you were alright. The day you turn down a ham and pineapple pizza is the day I know something is actually wrong with you."
    His words made her grin, and she found herself laughing for the first time that day. That was one really good thing about Ben. As firm as he was about things, he also knew how to make her feel better almost instantly. He knew her better than anyone else (and she never could decide if that was sad or not), and he genuinely cared about whether she was happy or not.
    He'd been trying to get her to take his advice for years now, and maybe it was finally time she took it.
    By the time the pizza had arrived, she'd made up her mind to do just that, no matter how much she would have to psych herself up to do it.
     
    They ate together, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. With how much both of them worked, they didn’t always have time to spend with each other, so it was nice to take it where they could, even if it was because Andrea was hiding out at Ben’s place.
    Andrea was debating another slice of pizza when Ben’s phone rang. He groaned and fished it out of his pocket, covering his mouth to muffle a belch before he answered.
    “Hello? Yes, this is he…”
    He was silent for so long that Andrea was sure something had to be wrong. She sat up, wiping her fingers on the napkin in her lap, eyes intent on her brother. She knew that he had a dangerous job, guarding people’s safety and keeping them out of the line of fire or whatever else, and she worried about him constantly.
    He’d been a police officer before he’d started his own security company, and she didn’t know why he was hell bent on doing things that could get him killed.
    “Oh, wow. Yeah, I’d. I mean, yes, I’d love to come in for a meeting, absolutely. I can be there tomorrow if that’s not too soon. Excellent. Great. Yes, please just email me the address, and I’ll be there. Yes. Thank you so much. Have a good day.”
    When he ended the call, he looked shell shocked, and Andrea tilted her head. “What is it?”
    “That was Dorian Kingston. Well. His representative, anyway. Apparently something has made him be in the market for new security. A new head of security, to be exact.”
    “Whoa,” Andrea said. “That’s a pretty big deal, right?”
    Ben nodded. “Yeah. Especially since Dorian Kingston is arguably the richest person in the state right now.”
    “Holy crap.”
    “Right?” He got to his feet and started pacing the living room. “If I got it that would mean I’d have to give up my other clients, but I could refer them to other people. Or let some of my staff take them. I mean we still have to meet to make sure it’s a good fit, but god, a job like this would be amazing.”
    “I’m happy for you,” Andrea said with a grin. “If he pays you an absurd amount of money, I expect to be spoiled appropriately.”
    Ben snorted. “I think you’re confusing brothers and boyfriends. It’s not my job to spoil you.”
    “Sure it is. I’m your little sister. That’s how these things work. I don’t make the rules, Ben, I just enforce them.”
    He rolled his eyes and tweaked her nose, heading for the kitchen. “Either way, don’t get excited until I actually meet with him. It might not work out.”
    “But you hope it will!” Andrea called after him. She hoped it would, too. He deserved good things.
     
     
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Chapter 3: Hope on the