You & Me Make Three: Barrington Billionaire's Series: Book Three Read Online Free Page A

Go right in.”
    Excellent. Now all I have to do is stay composed and professional then get out of there.
    “Good luck,” Brittany-Lynn added right before Morgan opened the door.
    Those were two words you never want to hear right before entering the lion’s den. “Thanks.” I think I’m gonna need it by the look in your eyes.
    At that point, it really didn’t matter what she was walking into. She had a job, and that meant everything to her. Not only was it a job, but it was paying twice as much as she was making at the café. No matter how gruff or demanding Dean was, she would suck it up and say yes sir.
    She knocked on the door and waited.
    “Enter.”
    He was seated behind his desk, his back to her, and he seemed to be on the phone.
    “Just do it,” he barked.
    Nothing like telling instead of asking.
    “That’s your problem not mine.”
    Is this what I have to look forward to? Yeah probably. Now I know why his secretary wished me luck. He definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
    “Results are all I care about. You deal with the how.”
    Thank you, Lexi. You failed to mention this. Was it on purpose? As he continued to make his point crystal clear, Morgan’s nerves kicked in full force. Unemployment isn’t the worst thing that could’ve happened yesterday. I would’ve found another job somewhere. Eventually. Of course, I would have to work two jobs to equal this one. Oh damn. Suck it up. It’s his job to be tough. That’s what owners of large companies do. And that’s why I’ll never be one.
    When she saw his hand move from his ear, she prepared herself. She was next in line to deal with his foul mood. Turning in his chair, she faced one frustrated, angry man. One problem. It wasn’t Dean.
    What the—
    “Have a seat.”
    Shaun. Morgan didn’t move. “I have a meeting with De—I mean Mr. Henderson.”
    “I’m Mr. Henderson,” he said, grinning wickedly at her.
    Not funny. Not at all. “Your brother. Not you.”
    He leaned back in his chair and once again looked at her in a way that made her self-conscious.
    “He didn’t tell you.” It was more a statement than a question. It was obvious that she had no clue what he was talking about.
    “Would you care to explain?” Not that I really want to be here listening to you, but you seem to be the only option I have right now.
    “Sit.”
    I’m not a dog you can command to sit. What comes next? Give you my paw? Someone really needs to put you in your place. Although I’m tempted, I think I better find out what’s going on first.
    Morgan didn’t move immediately, but he apparently wasn’t going to be forthcoming with any information until she submitted to his demand, so she reluctantly took the seat opposite from the desk. You don’t know how much I hate caving in to you. But you seem to hold all the cards. For now that is.
    “What exactly didn’t your brother tell me?”
    Shaun became much more serious and sat upright in his seat. “He’s out of the country for a week.”
    “Okay, then I guess I will reach out to Tessa.” Lexi had provided her name and number as the go-to person if Dean was unable to be reached for such things as signatures. Being his fiancée, she had access to him that others did not.
    “That’s not going to be possible.”
    “And why is that?” Was he trying to throw her off her game? Set her up so she failed on her first day? Yeah most likely. But guess what? I am more capable than you believe.
    “Tessa is with him,” Shaun stated, showing no change in emotion.
    No Dean. No Tessa. Lexi didn’t provide a plan C. “Well, I guess I . . . I could . . . maybe . . .”
    “You should give me the forms, and I’ll review and sign them.”
    She thought at first he was joking. He wasn’t on the signature list. At least, not as far as I know. He’s family. Maybe they do this all the time. I don’t know their dynamics. Heck, I don’t know anything about this family except what I read in the