Romance: Loving The BillionBear: BBW Bear Shifter Romance Standalone (Spicy Shifters Book 3) Read Free Page A
Author: Ashley Hunter
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cheeks. It was so attractive.
“Ok, sir. Thank you. I will see you tomorrow.” She got up and hurriedly left the room.
As soon as Amelia was out of the room, Barend leaned back in his chair, shifting uncomfortably. He was hard. Very hard. Throbbing hard. And obviously, he couldn’t just jump at his secretary. What if she wasn’t interested in him? Or, even worse, what if she was and she couldn’t handle his secret? He would have to tell her eventually. She would see eventually.
Was she worth it?
Yes. It would seem so.
Was this more than just animal attraction?
It most certainly was building into something else. He didn’t know what, but something. It was a new feeling for him. Everything had always been just physical with every woman he had taken to bed.
Did he want to fuck her?
Yeah, hard. Fast. But also sweet. He wanted to have her any way he could.
Oh god. Did he really just ask his secretary to go to a black tie event? This very much seemed like he was crossing a lot of lines. Not company lines – he wasn’t worried about that since he owned the place. More like his own lines.
He didn’t date women like that. He definitely didn’t date women that seemed like they may stand up to him. This was new territory for him. He wasn’t completely sure what he was thinking or even if this was a good idea at all.
---
She walked out of Barend’s office.
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. What am I doing? Why would I do this? He’s so damn hot, I can’t even think around him. Did I really just agree to go to a gala with him? Oh, god.
Her mind was running 90 to nothing. She couldn’t stop panicking. This incredibly hot man just asked her out. But he was the boss. What was she thinking? It really seemed like a bad idea. But that little voice in the back of her mind – the lustful one – had something else to say altogether.
Oh, honey, you know what you want to do with him. You know you would hop right into bed with him given half a chance. That body…well, you haven’t seen it all, but you can imagine.
As she rode the elevator down from the building, she chided herself. She really hated this man. He was snotty, rude, and inconsiderate. She didn’t want to sleep with him. No, not at all.
She whipped out her phone and speed dialed Carlie.
“Hey, meet me at…well I don’t know. Where can I get a dress for a black tie gala?”
“Wait, what?” Carlie was taken off guard…and she sort of sounded like she had been asleep…at two in the afternoon.
“I need a dress. Where do I go? And you have to go with me. I don’t know how to shop.”
“Ok, ok, The Department. It’s downtown on 59 th . I will be there in 20 minutes. And YOU have a story to tell me!”
Amelia hesitated. Did she want to tell Carlie this? She was still shocked she had even agreed. Good god, what had she gotten herself into. “I’m going with Barend…Mr. Kensington.”
“WHAT?” Carlie shouted so loudly in the phone Amelia had to hold it away from her ear.
“I’ll tell you about it while we shop, ok?”
“AMELIA” Carlie was still shouting.
“I’ve got to hail a cab. See you there.” Amelia didn’t give Carlie another chance to shout at her. Instead, she clicked the end call button.
Otherwise, the conversation would have went on and on and she would never be able to get a cab.
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“What do you think?” She stepped out of the dressing room in a silky red dress. It hugged her curves and fell smoothly to the floor. It had a nice, plunging neckline but not so deep that she felt like she was showing too much. That was actually a big deal to Amelia. With all of her curves, anything too low cut was nearly obscene.
“I like. Barend will like too” Carlie snickered. It had taken Amelia 15 minutes to tell Carlie the story and then to convince her that there wasn’t anything going on between her and her boss. Or was there?
Then, her friend went into
“Ok, sir. Thank you. I will see you tomorrow.” She got up and hurriedly left the room.
As soon as Amelia was out of the room, Barend leaned back in his chair, shifting uncomfortably. He was hard. Very hard. Throbbing hard. And obviously, he couldn’t just jump at his secretary. What if she wasn’t interested in him? Or, even worse, what if she was and she couldn’t handle his secret? He would have to tell her eventually. She would see eventually.
Was she worth it?
Yes. It would seem so.
Was this more than just animal attraction?
It most certainly was building into something else. He didn’t know what, but something. It was a new feeling for him. Everything had always been just physical with every woman he had taken to bed.
Did he want to fuck her?
Yeah, hard. Fast. But also sweet. He wanted to have her any way he could.
Oh god. Did he really just ask his secretary to go to a black tie event? This very much seemed like he was crossing a lot of lines. Not company lines – he wasn’t worried about that since he owned the place. More like his own lines.
He didn’t date women like that. He definitely didn’t date women that seemed like they may stand up to him. This was new territory for him. He wasn’t completely sure what he was thinking or even if this was a good idea at all.
---
She walked out of Barend’s office.
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. What am I doing? Why would I do this? He’s so damn hot, I can’t even think around him. Did I really just agree to go to a gala with him? Oh, god.
Her mind was running 90 to nothing. She couldn’t stop panicking. This incredibly hot man just asked her out. But he was the boss. What was she thinking? It really seemed like a bad idea. But that little voice in the back of her mind – the lustful one – had something else to say altogether.
Oh, honey, you know what you want to do with him. You know you would hop right into bed with him given half a chance. That body…well, you haven’t seen it all, but you can imagine.
As she rode the elevator down from the building, she chided herself. She really hated this man. He was snotty, rude, and inconsiderate. She didn’t want to sleep with him. No, not at all.
She whipped out her phone and speed dialed Carlie.
“Hey, meet me at…well I don’t know. Where can I get a dress for a black tie gala?”
“Wait, what?” Carlie was taken off guard…and she sort of sounded like she had been asleep…at two in the afternoon.
“I need a dress. Where do I go? And you have to go with me. I don’t know how to shop.”
“Ok, ok, The Department. It’s downtown on 59 th . I will be there in 20 minutes. And YOU have a story to tell me!”
Amelia hesitated. Did she want to tell Carlie this? She was still shocked she had even agreed. Good god, what had she gotten herself into. “I’m going with Barend…Mr. Kensington.”
“WHAT?” Carlie shouted so loudly in the phone Amelia had to hold it away from her ear.
“I’ll tell you about it while we shop, ok?”
“AMELIA” Carlie was still shouting.
“I’ve got to hail a cab. See you there.” Amelia didn’t give Carlie another chance to shout at her. Instead, she clicked the end call button.
Otherwise, the conversation would have went on and on and she would never be able to get a cab.
---
“What do you think?” She stepped out of the dressing room in a silky red dress. It hugged her curves and fell smoothly to the floor. It had a nice, plunging neckline but not so deep that she felt like she was showing too much. That was actually a big deal to Amelia. With all of her curves, anything too low cut was nearly obscene.
“I like. Barend will like too” Carlie snickered. It had taken Amelia 15 minutes to tell Carlie the story and then to convince her that there wasn’t anything going on between her and her boss. Or was there?
Then, her friend went into
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