All Chapters of FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS: MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~ SIMONI woke up the next morning with a hard-on and a bad feeling.The hard-on was because of Jamie. The bad feeling was because I hadn't heard from her since she'd left my office the afternoon before.I sent two texts. She didn't answer.By nine in the morning, I was already at the office, pacing behind my desk like a caged animal. Every few minutes, my gaze slipped to the security camera feed on my laptop—her empty office, her dark computer screen, the silence where her presence should be.By ten, I couldn't take it anymore.I went down to legal, ignoring the curious looks from paralegals and assistants. Ethan was at his desk, and the moment he saw me, something glinted in his eyes."Where's Collins?" I asked, voice neutral."Sick," he said, shrugging like it was nothing. "Called in this morning. Fever, congestion. Not coming in today.""She say anything else?"He tilted his head, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "Said to handle the Montclair closing without her. Said you

~ JAMIEThe hospital waiting room was packed. The kids pressed against me, quiet and scared.All we could do was wait."Is she going to wake up?" Lily asked, voice tiny."Yeah," I said. "She just needs to rest a little, sweetheart. The doctors are going to fix her up.""Are you sure?""I'm sure."I wasn't. But Lily needed to hear it. Sam too. Even Jack, who was trying so hard to be strong, needed to hear it.Then an older woman walked into the reception area, eyes wide, face pale."Abigail Lancaster," she said to the receptionist. "I'm her mother. Where is my daughter?"The kids turned at the same time."GRANDMA!"They ran toward her, and she dropped to her knees to catch them, arms wrapping around the three small bodies like she could shield them from the world."Who are you?" the woman asked, her eyes finding mine."Jamie," I introduced myself. "I'm the—""She's the girlfriend of Mom's friend," Lily said, voice still trembling. "Simon. The one who brought the pony."

~ JAMIEThe next morning, I walked into the office with my head full of contracts and a low-grade moral hangover from leaving Simon alone with three kids the night before. I knew he was a CEO used to pressure, but children were a whole different tier of chaos.When I reached my floor, however, the chaos had already found me."Jamie!" Ethan materialized out of nowhere, eyes wide. "You need to see this.""See what?"He just pointed down the hall toward the conference room. And when I turned the corner, I stopped so abruptly I nearly got clipped by a coffee cart.The conference room was a disaster zone.Simon sat at the head of the table, hair disheveled, purple shadows under his eyes, and a coffee mug that looked like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Around him, the kids had taken over. Lily was drawing on top of documents, Jack was chasing a paper airplane, and Sam was under the table, surrounded by pillows and file folders.Simon didn't even react when a crumpled paper

~ JAMIE"Simon—" He pulled me into his lap before I could finish.My breath caught as his hands found my hips, settling me against him with an ease that made my stomach flip. Now we were face-to-face, close enough that I could read every shade of blue in his eyes.I turned my face away, trying to break the spell, but his fingers found my chin and guided me back."Look at me."I met his eyes again, and something in my chest cracked open."What are you afraid of?" he asked, his voice low and steady.I stared at him for a long moment, the question settling into my bones. Then I said it—the truth that had been eating at me for days."I'm afraid that what we're building is going to leave too much damage when it's over."He exhaled slowly, his thumb tracing my jaw. "Bad news, Counselor. There's no avoiding damage in any situation. Everyone gets hurt eventually, even if you play it safe and miss out on the best parts of life."I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came.Becau

~ SIMONI watched the door, counting the seconds until she walked through it. Five minutes. I'd given her five minutes, and I was already climbing the walls.The door swung open.Jamie walked in, and every rational thought I possessed went up in smoke.She'd fixed her hair, but I could still see the faint flush on her cheeks—the one I'd put there. Her posture was rigid, that professional armor she wore like a second skin.I rose slowly from the chair, letting my eyes travel over her body with deliberate appreciation."Right on time, Counselor.""I'm not your assistant, Simon. I have actual work—""You think I called you in here because of work?" I rounded the desk, closing the distance between us. "You think I can focus on contracts when the image of that idiot with his hands on you is still burned into my brain?"Her jaw tightened. "He was helping me. With a zipper."I reached out, my fingers finding the hem of her blouse. She sucked in a breath when I tugged the fabric fre