Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I
He was single, over thirty, six foot five and handsome in a rugged kind of way.
Plus, he was a fireman—a job that he loved. The only thing was, that job was in Texas, so they’d never actually met. They texted, they talked on the phone, they even Facetimed—but she hadn’t summoned the courage for a meeting. He’d asked, of course. And she knew it was the next step. But something held her back.
A six-foot-five, green-eyed something…
She shook off the thought. Bobby was her future—maybe. She just needed the courage to take a chance on that future. “He’s not a secret.” She corrected Justin’s interpretation and sighed. “I just don’t like flaunting my personal life.”
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