Grumpy Romance (Billionaire Dads #1)

by Nia Arthurs

“This,” I spit it out. “We can’t do this.”

“You weren’t complaining a second ago.” “Hard to complain when your tongue is stuck down someone’s throat.”

He blinks. And then h...

“You’re cute.” “I’ll bite your face.”...

All grunts and growls and firm hands. “I’m not offering any ...

“Your intentions were to hook up with me and then bring me coffee tomorrow ...

“Tomorrow is Saturday.” “Where else would ...

“You kiss me like that and you want me to pretend it never happened?” “I—” “I have a daughter, Miss Jones.”

have two businesses to run. I have… I need to make up for some things in my past. To make matters worse, you are my employee.

The ramifications extend far beyond sleeping with you for one night. Or even two. Unlike you,”

“I don’t act on pure ...

“What are you saying?” “I can’t stop thinking about you.” My heart goes still. No way.

“I know clearly all the reasons I shouldn’t say these words. And I also understand what will happen if this relationship goes downhill. I know it all and I still can’t get you out of my head.”

witty comebacks, Miss Jones? Now would be the perfect time to slip one in.”

I push off his shoulders, trying to get back on my feet because I’m still draped on top of him. And that’s not exactly the best place to be. Not with him confessing his feelings and blowing my mind. But Alistair drags me down into his lap and wraps his arms around me. I’m trapped. “What are you doing?” “Don’t ignore my question. It’s rude.” “You’re the rude one.”

firm. “I warned you that following me might end in something you regret.”

“But you just had to be difficult, as usual. If you weren’t so headstrong, Kenya, neither of us...

“So you’re blaming me because you feel som...

“Some type of way. I like that. But I’m afraid we’ve gone beyond mere feelings. I have differ...

“You’re talking nonsense.” “What part of this is nonsense? Come on now. I know you can come up with something better than that.” “You’re despicable.” “Keep talking dirty to me. S...

“Hate me. Go ahead. Loathe me if you have to. But I’m not letting you go until I’m ready.”

“Just in case you missed it, I mean more than just letting you out of my arms.”

“Now that I’ve jumped off that cliff, should we go tear up a hotel room now?” I shove him. “You’re not funny.” “It was my first attempt at a joke in four years. Have some mercy on me.”

Alistair rises arrogantly, completely unashamed. He draws his thumb across his bottom lip, pulling my attention there. My eyes bug when I see the red sheen over his mouth. That’s my lipstick.

I cringe.

And my foundation. Another thing I didn’t realize about making out with a man the color of a napkin. Makeup transfers. And since mine is a dark burgundy brown, ...

“Since I’ve verified that you’re okay, I’ll send Bernard back.” “No need.” Alistair takes my hand in his. My eyes bug. I try to squeeze my fingers out. He holds steady. “We’ll drop Miss Jones home first.” He’s insane. He’s arrogance personified and now he’s pointing all that explosive billionaire ego at me. It’s not like I’m against having Holland Alistair on the side. I want to kiss him again. I want to tear his clothes off. I want to hear him groan when we collide. I want that heat to consume me.

can get my own ride,” I hiss. He gives me a dark look. “It’s late. And this ride is free.” “Nothing in life is free.” He smirks. “You’re right. I have some ideas about how I’ll collect from you.” My eyes widen. He smirks, clearly enjoying my horror.

“You’re a real prick. Have I mentioned that?” “You have.” He leans into my space, his eyes narrowing. “And I’ll allow it because it’s really freaking hot when you snap at me.”

“But don’t do it too often in the office or I can’t promise I’ll be able to control myself.” I grit my teeth.

“Alistair?” “Save your concer...

“Miss Jones hasn’t agreed to anything yet, but I’m working on it. When I succeed, I’ll inform you.” His ch...

My phone buzzes a second later. Ezekiel: I left you alone with him for five minutes.

Kenya: It’s not what it looks like.

“If you’re going to text about me, you might as well talk out loud.”

“I don’t owe either of you an explanation as this is between myself and Miss Jones.”

“But since I’d like to spare her the interrogation, the truth is that I want her and she’s trying her best to resist me.” My jaw drops. “That is the most you’ll get.”

Ezekiel. “Kindly refrain from commenting until Mis...

“You’re not human, are you?” “How about I take you somewhere private and you can find out?” he whispers, leaning close to my face. I grit my teeth.

His lips curl up slightly. He goaded me and I fell for it, but he’s just so… insufferable. “Goodnight, Kenya.”

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” “No thanks.” “I wasn’t asking.” “Seeing your face early in the morning sounds like torture.” “And yet, you were willing to risk it all for a taste of me tonight. Were you planning on havin...

“I’m disappointed. You should at least buy...

Alistair. Except… he’s… flirting with me. “Goodnight,” Alistair calls. I turn back and notice him smirking.

Oh, I’m going to punch his face. At least once.

I saw everything through the peephole. Why was your boss staring at you like that? And why did he kiss your forehead?”

“Wait, is that why you borrowed my dress tonight? Because you were going to see him?” “No.” I push out my lips. “Oh yes you did!”

“You went and fell for your evil boss!” “I didn’t,” I hiss. “Then why did he drop you home like he’s your date to junior prom?” “Stop playing. He’s dropped me home before.” “That still doesn’t explain the dress,”

I wanted his attention. I just didn’t actually expect to get it.

“Not as far as I wanted.” I frown. “He told me he couldn’t stop thinking about me.” “Whoa.” She jumps to her feet and starts pacing. “Whoa, whoa, whoa.”

twisted plan to get me back for destroying his fern.” “No, I think there’s more to it. If you look back, the signs were there all along.” “What signs?” I squeak. “He didn’t fire you after Baby Box.”