The Billionaire and the Cleaner Read Free

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magazines was when she was waiting around at newsstands. Reading glossy magazines were a waste of time
and money. She’d rather spend her money in a book store buying books that were
worth her time. “I didn’t think you meant it,” she said, admitting the
embarrassing truth.
    “Did you think I’d offer to drive you home and then leave
you high and dry?”
    She shrugged. What else was she supposed to think?
    “What kind of men have you known?”
    Again, she shrugged while also thinking she’d only known the
worst kind of men.
    “I can’t believe I’m having this conversation,” he said.
    Neither could she. His anger seemed to be coming out, and
she listened even though she stared out of the window.
    Her stomach chose that moment to growl. She’d not had the
time to eat anything at lunch. The last time she’d eaten was breakfast where
she’d indulged in a buttered bagel.
    Grocery shopping was something she did on Friday. It was
Wednesday, and she wouldn’t be going grocery shopping for at least two days.
Her pay check came through Friday, which she paid her rent out of. Once the
rent and other bills were paid, she used the rest on food.
    “Next time, you make your way to the parking lot beneath the
building. You know where the parking lot is, don’t you?” he asked.
    “Yes. I know where it is. You don’t need to worry about me
getting home. I’m safe.” She tried to argue with him. Kent held his
hand up stopping her from saying anything.
    “No, I’ll be the judge of whether you need help or not. It’s night, dark, and anyone could hurt you.”
    His hands tightened on the steering wheel. Lana never
thought her first conversation with Kent would be about her safety.
    ****
    The woman was driving him crazy. He’d hoped on some light
flirting and sweet seduction, and instead he was telling her off like a child.
    Get your shit
together.
    Tightening his hands on the steering wheel Kent counted to
ten and then twenty until he’d calmed down enough. Didn’t she have any idea how
unsafe the world was at night time? There he went again, getting mad at
something he couldn’t control.
    “I didn’t mean to make you mad,” she said, whispering from
where she sat.
    “You didn’t make me mad.”
    “Seriously, because from where I’m
sitting you look kind of angry.”
    He looked over at her to find her smiling. Releasing his
death grip on the steering wheel Kent shot her his best smile.
    She turned away. He spotted the blush filling her cheeks.
Cute, his woman still blushed. “I’m sorry for getting angry with you. This is
not a great place to be walking home alone,” he said.
    “I think you watch too many movies. This place is fine to
walk around. Nothing is going to happen to me.”
    He saw her rub her hands down her legs. Was he making her
nervous?
    “Having that kind of attitude is not going to help you,” he
said.
    “What do you mean?”
    Kent stopped at a
red light. He took the free moment to turn to her. She had the nicest brown
eyes he’d ever seen. They were so dark, and every time he looked at her, he got
the sense she was always thinking something thoughtful. Her skin looked silky
soft. He kept his grip on the steering wheel so he didn’t reach out and touch
her.
    “I sense you have the attitude that nothing will ever happen
to you. Nothing bad and nothing good. Be careful, Lana.
You always have to be prepared in life.”
    Her gaze captured him as he stared at her. Her lips were
nice and plump. A vision of those lips wrapped around his cock filled his mind.
The image alone tempted him to turn the car around and take her back to his
apartment. He could have her screaming in a matter of moments. Kent prided
himself in keeping his woman happy.
    “Green,” she said.
    Was she giving him the go ahead to take her home? Did his
woman read minds?
    “What?”
    “The light is green. You need to go.” She smiled at him
before pointing to the light change.
    Feeling like a dick, he put the