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Thanks Mom. Make a girl who’s already down feel worse.
I had gone to his workplace.
Once.
Steve ushered me into his office quickly, which in my naivety felt sexy and forbidden, and closed the door behind us. Then kissed me until I was buzzing.
I never asked why he didn’t introduce me to his PA or anyone else. Then, when I left, his PA was at lunch.
Most of the time we hung out at my place. His paid-for apartment had very few personal items and I figured he was just a young bachelor who traveled for work.
Dumb.
Naive.
Never again.
Payton might’ve found love with Knox Montgomery, but I’m not stupid enough to think Atlas was messaging me for anything more than a do-over from his birthday night.
I shouldn’t have done that.
His words triggered me, echoing Steve’s regret and lies.
Well, I’m a business owner now and have different priorities. Something a trust fund baby wouldn’t understand. Yes, fine, I inherited my grandpa’s money, but it’s tiny compared to the Montgomery wealth.
Clearly I’m preparing myself to come face-to-face with the gorgeous billionaire once more.
When I hear a noise behind me and turn, I realize nothing could have prepared me.
Holy hell.
My body flares to life, my heart pounding so hard it almost deafens me.
Atlas Montgomery drops his bag and lifts his sunglasses with calm confidence that makes my girly bits clench.
His deep blue jeans hug his body, and he wears a crisp white shirt under a navy blazer making him look like something out of a fashion catalog.
A really expensive one.
His skin is olive and tanned, and those powerful blue eyes lock with mine as his lips twitch.
I’m momentarily spellbound, held in place by how handsome he is.
Flashes of him lying over me, kissing me, lowering between my legs and pleasuring me until I called out his name come rushing back.
Shit.
“Molly,” he purrs. “Welcome back.”
“I keep forgetting you two know one another,” Payton says casually, completely missing our chemistry.
Thankfully.
Knox calls out to her from upstairs, breaking the tension as we all glance up.
“Coming. Atlas, keep Molly company for me,” she says, skipping up the stairs.
“It will be my pleasure,” Atlas replies with far too much unsaid meaning for my liking.
