Boss: The Encounter With The Bad Boy Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (BOSS: A Contemporary Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page B

he turned his coffee cup around and around. "Is that so surprising? Hart, I have been flirting with you since the day I laid eyes on you. Did you miss that fact?"
    "I did not miss it. I just thought-"
    "What did you think?"
    "Nevermind. What I thought is not of any importance."
    "So?"
    Hart swallowed her coffee. Obviously, he was not going to let up on his invitation.
    "Where are we going?"
    Tony rolled his eyes. "Can I assume from the fact that you asked me where we are going that you are accepting my invitation?"
    "Depends on what you have planned."
    "Hart Jacobs, I am very much traditional in the sense that I plan the date. At all times. So all I can say is that I want you to show up, look gorgeous, and bring a change of clothes. One set should be something semi- formal and one set should be something comfortable. When you go out with me, you never know what I have planned."
    "Interesting. Then I accept your invitation to dinner."
    Tony's face lit up like he hit the jackpot. He stood up from his chair and came over to her. She watched as he held out his hand to her.
    Hart hesitated for a moment and then put her hand in his. Once she pushed her chair back, he pulled her to him quickly.
    "This may be completely out of order for the office place, but you are a high powered executive who makes most of the rules. I am the son of the man that definitely makes all of the rules. I think that I can do this."
    Tony pulled Hart to him, holding her close to his chest. The gesture floored her, not leaving her time to protest. One hand on her waist, the other on the small of her back, he held her there, gazing in to her eyes.
    "I have wanted to do this since the day I met you. If I don't do it now, I will kick myself with regret."
    His soft lips touched hers. The kiss was soft, feathery and sweet at first. That was all that was needed to ignite the flame. His tongue found hers and the kiss became a dance, a play for passion. Hart felt a side of her heat up that had never been on fire before. Tony's hands massaged her body as his kiss touched her mind, body, and soul.
    The connection was explosive, leaving her wanting more. He would not let her up for air, holding her right where he wanted her. It was as if he was telling her that he was the one in charge and Hart had no problem with that. She felt woozy, her knees felt weak. Her sane mind told her that if she did not back away from his clutches, she would make love to him right there in the middle of the office. Her heart told her that everything about the kiss and being wrapped in his arms was right.
    When he released her, Hart had to close her eyes to stop the room from spinning.
    "I hope you don't mind, Hart. I had to do it."
    She was breathless and could not find the right words to respond.
    "I could not walk out of that door without kissing you. I had stared at those lips for way too long."
    He caressed her hair, gently massaging the back of her neck.
    "All you are asking for is dinner?" It was the first thing that she could think to ask.
    Tony shook his head. "I never said that. Dinner is just the first on the list."
    He held both sides of her face and kissed her lips once more.
    "Hart, I want you and I am a man that is used to getting what he wants. There is no way I'm taking no for an answer on this one."
    Tony tilted her face up and their eyes met. "And there is no way that you can tell me that you did not just feel what I felt. I'm not going to let you tell me that."
    Hart ran her fingers across her forehead. "What time should I expect you for dinner?"
    Grinning, Tony kissed her on the lips softly. "I will have a car pick you up around six. And it's the weekend, Hart. I hope that you are prepared for what it is like to be with a man like me. Have a good day, Hart Jacobs."
    With that, he was out the door. Hart did not know what just happened. Tony Ciarelli, the son of the man that she worked for, had just waltzed in to her life unexpectedly. There was no way that there would be