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Billionaire's Matchmaker

By: Sierra Cartwright

“I’ve told you, Hope…” He caught her shoulders and drew her close “I’m not intimidated Not by you or the creature that shares your home”

He was going to kiss her He leaned toward her, and she steeled herself More than ever, she had to keep her emotions walled off to him

But instead of kissing her, he released her and stroked her cheekbone “How long do you need?”

Confounded man He kne to play her Now that he’d refused the affection, she wanted it Da topsy-turvy reactions

Annoyed, she said, “As long as it takes”

“Sweet, sweet Hope I’ll still spank the attitude out you if you need it”

She didn’t “No” Worse, she did Soed to avoid the confession “There’s a coffeemaker in the kitchen” He couldn’t hear the warble in her voice, right? “Make yourself comfortable” Hope hurried to the bedroo her to issue a warning Yanking open the door, she called out, “Stay on your guard around the Colonel”

“Again—”

She slahed

Frustration, with herself as h her as she stripped off her clothes and took a hot shower, expecting hirateful when he didn’t Unwanted disappointment tasted bitter

After she shut off the water and wrapped a towel around her, the sounds of his rich baritone reached her Then,crooning

Freezing in place as she was slipping into a pair of panties, she tilted her head to listen

“We ht as well be friends, Samantha”

He was talking to her cat? And he’d reht? Hope shook her head The man was certifiable

The Colonel hissed Hope grinned Sos were consistent