Love in London (Restless Hearts) Read Online Free PDF Page A

the site just this morning to see how the girls were doing on their respective trips.
    “Then you understand the basics. It’s all about allowing people to connect, share their lives with each other.”
    “How did you get started?”
    “I started developing the site back in college with a couple of buddies. We started small, mostly just a campus thing. But it started to grow. Eventually we all dropped out of college to run the company.” He stopped the car at a red light and turned to me. “We got really lucky. We worked hard, yes, but we had no idea what we were doing.”
    “It seems to have worked for you.”
    He smirked. “I’m doing alright.”
    “So you never finished college?” I asked, trying not to sound judgmental.
    “I did.” He looked away. “It always bothered me that I never finished my degree, so I started taking classes again. I got my MBA last year.”
    “Oh.” The next question that popped into my head I blurted out without thinking. “How old are you?”
    “28.”
    I was just a few weeks shy of 22. That made him six years older than me. As if I wasn’t feeling insecure enough, I now had to worry about our age difference. “That’s a good age.”
    “You’re worried about the difference in our ages, aren’t you?”
    “Not worried per se. But it’s something to consider.” I had never dated anyone more than a year or two older than me. Dexter wasn’t just another guy; he was a man. “What should I know about this event we’re going to?”
    “About a year ago, we decided we needed a physical presence abroad. A month ago, we opened our offices here in London and we’re having a party to celebrate. It will be a lot of hand shaking and patting on the back.” He gave me an apologetic look. “Hopefully it won’t be too miserable for you.”
    I was starting to think that he might not be exaggerating. “Will all of the guests be your employees?”
    “Technically, yes. They’re a really great group of people, though. I’m fairly confident that you’ll have fun.”
    We had made it over the bridge and I got the feeling based on traffic that we were getting close to our destination.
    “Will you have any fun?” I asked.
    “A little.” He shrugged. “This party isn’t for me. I’m the boss, so most people won’t feel comfortable with me there. I’ll make the rounds and then we can go somewhere else.”
    “Ugh,” I groaned.
    He looked at me in alarm. “What’s wrong?”
    “I just realized that I’m the boss’s date. No one is going to talk to me.” I sighed dramatically. “This is almost as bad as having your mom as a teacher in school.”
    “But think of it this way- you’re making my night so much better just by being there with me.”
    “Yeah, yeah. Don’t you understand that this isn’t about you? This is about me.”
    He smiled. “I’ll try to keep that in mind. Now put on your party face because we are here.”
    Quest didn’t look like a fancy nightclub from the outside. It looked just like any other building except for the velvet rope and bouncer at the door.
    Dexter opened my door and gave me his hand. I took it, hoping that my legs wouldn’t shake as I stood. While he gave his keys to the valet, I took a few deep breaths. I had mostly been teasing Dexter about no one liking me, but I was also fairly certain that was also going to be reality. I knew if I was one of the employees, I wouldn’t want to spend my evening schmoozing with my boss’s date.
    As if he sensed my concern, Dexter leaned close, his body pressing against mine, and whispered in my ear. “They’re going to be just as smitten with you as I am.”
    When he was standing that close to me, I couldn’t think about anything other than the feeling of his body on mine and his delicious scent surrounding me.
    “I think you’re giving me too much credit,” I said, but I suddenly felt much better about everything.
    “Two hours,” he said. “If either of us wants to go after that, we’ll