The Deal : Billionaire Romance Read Online Free

self-indulgent and very, very rich man has her up and now she’s sitting at the airport at four thirty in the morning.
     
      And he’s nowhere in sight.
     
      She grabs onto her curved neck pillow as she sinks herself lower into her chair, kicking her feet up onto her carry on suitcase as she closes her eyes.
     
      Robin opens them again, glancing around the terminal as she hears the sound of heavy footsteps and a loud, coughing sneeze. She sits up, pulling her pillow off her shoulders as she watches her boss walk towards her, his body draped in a heavy sweater as dark sunglasses rest on the bridge of his nose.
     
    “Good morning.” She says, forcefully, raising her eyebrow as he sits down beside her.
     
    “Shhhh…” He shushes her, wiping his fingers over his eyes under his sunglasses before slowly dragging them down his face, over his stubble.
     
      He scratches at his sharp jawline, clearing his throat as he looks around the room.
     
    “No coffee?” He asks, taking off his sunglasses to reveal the bags under his eyes.
     
    “You’re late.” She says, twisting her body towards him. “You were supposed to be here an hour ago.”
     
    “An hour ago?” He says, glancing over to the clock on the wall.
     
    “I’ve been completely by myself.” She says. “If we’re going to pretend to be married, then you can act like a pretend husband and get your butt up.”
     
      She sniffs the air, the smell of liquor hitting her nose.
     
    “And you smell like a hobo.” She says, shaking her head. “And you look like one, too.”
     
    “Yeah, I’m a little hung over.” Kurtis Yates says, taking a deep shaking breath. “Nothing I can’t fix up on the plane.”
     
    “Why did you get so drunk, if you knew our plane leaves at five in the morning?” She asks, crossing her arms over her chest as she turns her attention towards the large window, gazing out of it.
     
    “I hate flying.” He says, scratching his scalp.
     
    “You fly all the time. I book your tickets.” Robin says, scrunching up her nose.
     
    “And?” He says. “Doesn’t mean I love being tossed through the air in a metal box.”
     
    The plane is nearly empty as they make their way to their seats, the other would-be passengers clearly making the better choice to stay in bed.
     
    “Thank you, sweetheart.” Robin hears Kurtis say to one of the flight attendants as she helps him put his bag in the overhead storage.
     
    “Please.” Robin says, grabbing her boss by the wrist as she sits down. “I think it’s a little early to flirt with the stewardesses.”
     
    “Not a morning person even in the slightest, are you?” He says, sitting down beside her and sinking into his seat.
     
    “Not a ‘wake up at two to board a plane at five while listening to your boss flirt the whole time’ kind of person.” She says, gazing out of the little window. “I get it. If you got it, flaunt it. But I’d just like one day where you don’t push your sexual prowess in my face.”
     
    “Jeez.” He says, shifting in his seat. “It’s gunna be a long trip, isn’t it?”
     
    “I can go if you want.” She snaps back.
     
    “Look, sorry.” He says, clearing his throat. “You’re right, it’s early.”
     
      They wait in silence as a few more people filter down the isles, both of them nodding on and off.
     
    “So, how did we meet?” He asks, rolling his head lazily against the seat as he turns to look at her.
     
    “Does it matter?” She asks, sighing deeply out of her nose.
     
    “Well, people are probably going to ask about it, right?” He chuckles, raising his eyebrow. “May as well come up with a good story.”
     
    “I was your secretary.” She huffs, uninterested. “Sprinkle a little bit of truth in with our bold-faced lying.”
     
    “So, you have the chance to basically make up a new life and you’re still a secretary?” He asks, shaking his head as he looks forward.
     
    “I really don’t care.” She