Taming The Boss (Billionaires In The City Book 7) Read Online Free PDF

her entire future depended on how this conversation played out? She could handle it. She’d dressed in her power heels and the jeans that made her legs look as if they went on forever and as if she actually had an ass. Her blouse was a soft black silk that went with her black boots and stood out against her blonde hair.
    She paused as she reached the front of the house. The main door was painted the same cheery blue as the porch and was much more intimidating than the color suggested. As though it was daring her to approach and take her chances.
    “Two million dollars,” she repeated as she forced herself to climb the steps. From the porch, she could just about see the water on the other side of the house. It looked as though the structure was built on the top of a hill, so it overlooked the bay.
    Much more charming than her view from her second-story apartment. She just counted herself lucky that the man in the apartment across the street didn’t walk around naked all the time.
    She cautiously leaned in closer to the door. She didn’t hear anyone inside, but there was a truck in the driveway, so there was probably someone there. Whether it was Rourke was still to be determined.
    Taking a deep breath, Cali pushed her nerves back and knocked on the door three times. It was only then that she noticed the doorbell next to the door. Should she have rung that first? Growing up, she was so used to doorbells not working, she didn’t even think to look for one, and in the city, the intercom served as a bell.
    The seconds ticked by and she wondered whether she should ring the bell. If she went in now, would it be too soon? She’d give it ten more seconds before she rang again. She didn’t want to come across as crazy.
    But then the door was pulled open and Rourke Devereaux’s dark eyes were on her. He’d traded the formal suit for a pair of worn jeans, marked with random splotches of paints and tears that seemed completely authentic, and a red and gray flannel shirt with the top few buttons undone. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong forearms with a splattering of brown hair that dusted his arms and even the top of his chest.
    “I had a feeling you’d be knocking on my door.”
     
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    Shit. Rourke had a feeling this was going to happen the moment he set hands on Cali, and now it was time to pay for his impulsive actions. “Didn’t take too long for you to track me down, did it?”
    Cali squared her shoulders and met his eyes. This was a different woman from the one he’d met on Friday. She didn’t seem broken and crushed. She looked determined. As if she were about to eat him alive and not in the way he wanted.
    “Mr. Devereaux. I thought it was time we were properly introduced.”
    “I already know who you are, Ms. Carson. Though somehow I thought we were on less formal terms by now, seeing as how you felt me up just a few days ago.” She raised a brow and stared him down, not showing the slightest bit of reaction to him bringing up what had happened between them.
    What a shame. She’d reverted right back into the cold, sterile corporate woman his brothers must have turned her into. The real person he’d met at Farrell’s party had been so much more interesting than the corporate drone standing in front of him.
    Beautiful corporate drone, sure, but drone nonetheless.
    “I admit that you caught me a bit by surprise on Friday, but I assure you I’m prepared for you now.”
    He shot her a sideways grin. “Prepared for me how?” Finally there was some reaction as a pink flush filled her cheeks. At least she wasn’t one hundred percent robot.
    “Prepared to talk to you on the same level. Because you knew who I was on Friday, didn’t you?” He didn’t deny it and she continued, “So why don’t you tell me exactly why you were checking up on your brothers.”
    “I wasn’t checking up on my brothers at all. I didn’t even know they were going to be there.”
    “Funny. I seem to remember