Modern Romance Collection: May 2018 Books 1 - 4. Эбби Грин

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      When the bellhop used Kayla’s key to access the upper floor of the hotel, she got an inkling that he wasn’t taking her to the original room she’d booked herself. When they got off on the top floor, she was sure of it. The smell of roses when she entered a spacious sitting area of what was obviously a superluxurious two-bedroom suite had Kayla cursing Andreas’s name.

      The bastard. He’d had Bradley change her reservations. Of course he had. The Greek tycoon was a control freak of the highest magnitude. And he was on his way to New York. Of course he was. Obviously, he intended to stay in the beautifully decorated suite with Kayla.

      Andreas wouldn’t see any problem with that. He hadn’t been carrying a torch for Kayla for six long, interminable years.

      She shouldn’t be surprised. She really shouldn’t. This was just like something the overbearing Greek tycoon would do.

      Only she was. What did he think he was doing?

      He had meetings. Much more important than hers. And a bride to find. And a matchmaker to make happy. And Kayla’s darn business to stay the heck out of!

      That last was the most important.

      She was here to establish the rest of her life without Andreas Kostas in it. Didn’t he realize that?

      Maybe he did.

      Cold chills washed down her body.

      Maybe he wasn’t as ready to let go of their friendship as she was.

      Well, he was going to have to get over that little problem. He’d had a total of eight years, two of which included amazing sex, to figure out that they could be something more. What had the idiot done, though? He’d gone and hired a matchmaker, that was what!

      He’d decided to sell Kayla’s home! Her one place she felt safe.

      Well, she wasn’t putting up with that. He could go off and get married and have all the business challenges he wanted. Kayla might even come to the wedding, but they were done. Done as business partners. Done as best friends.

      Just done.

      When the bellhop asked what room to place her bag in, Kayla waved at the one on the left. She didn’t care. What did it matter? This room, no matter how swank, was no more sanctuary than her condo back in Portland. The only sanctuary she had was her office and lab back at KJ Software and she wasn’t going to lose that.

      Kayla grabbed her phone out of her bag and tossed it onto the table.

      To heck with staying here and waiting for Andreas to show up. She was going out.

      She looked down at herself. Right. First stop, the Garment District. Shopping cured a lot of frustration. At least it did when you had money, and ever since she’d started working for KJ Software, Kayla’s bank account had never been empty like back in the days when she’d been alone in the world without the company.

      She was in a small start-up designer’s boutique, trying on a dress that hugged her curves in a way that would require another layer. Maybe a jacket? A long vest? But it was her signature color. The perfect shade of melon in a ruched silk that made Kayla’s breasts look a cup size larger and her bottom look like it was padded.

      She turned to get another angle from the three-way mirror when a sound of masculine appreciation came from her left.

      “Very nice.”

      She spun to face a blond who looked vaguely familiar. “Thank you, but I think it needs a long vest.”

      “To hide that gorgeous body? I don’t think so.” Blue eyes tracked her with heated approval that managed to feel like a compliment and not something smarmy.

      Still, she rolled her eyes. “Are you trying to pick me up?”

      He laughed, the sound genuine and amused. “I haven’t noticed anyone giving you the attention you deserve.”

      “You’re saying you noticed I’m alone.”

      “Yes.”

      “A woman can shop alone.”

      “Could you please tell my sister that? She insists not.”

      A young woman who also looked familiar in that way people do who could be celebrity doppelgängers said, “You like shopping.”

      “In women’s clothing boutiques?” the flirtatious man demanded.

      The younger woman laughed. “Okay, maybe not so much. Anyway, Chantal is coming, so you’re off the hook. BTW, that dress looks killer. You’ve got to buy it.”

      Kayla looked back at the mirror. She did like the dress. She nodded. “I think I will.”

      Mr. Blue Eyes gave her another appreciative look. “Wear it tonight when we go out.”

      “You are trying to pick me up!” Kayla laughed, not at all offended.

      He was too charming and good-looking. Besides, his sister was there. Said sister exclaimed, “Oh, you’ve got to go out with him, everyone wants to be seen with Jacob.”

      “Why? Is he somebody famous?” Kayla joked.

      Jacob put a hand to his heart and staggered back, like he’d taken a shot. “I’m hurt. You don’t recognize me?”

      “You look familiar. Does that make you feel better?”

      His sister burst into gales of laughter. “Oh, this is fabulous. The one woman in New York who doesn’t know who you are.” She whipped out her phone. “Just wait until my followers hear about this.”

      Kayla frowned. “I’m starting to feel like I’m really missing something here.”

      “I’m the lead in...” He named a new and rising-in-popularity Broadway production. “And the brat doing the tweeting? She’s my twin, but she’s also a famous model. Just ask her.”

      The beautiful younger woman put her phone where Kayla could see the screen. “It’s true. See? I have over a million Twitter followers.”

      “I’m a software designer. I don’t get out much,” Kayla muttered.

      Both Jacob and his sister laughed, clearly more amused than offended.

      “So, you’ll let me show you my city?” Jacob asked persuasively.

      His supermodel sister grinned and winked. “Oh, do say yes. It’s been an age since he’s been out with anyone who wasn’t a total sycophant.”

      She didn’t want to go back to the hotel, where Andreas would be soon. “Maybe I will.”

      “Maybe we can start our evening early.” Jacob jumped onto Kayla’s tentative agreement.

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