Status Updates From The Billionaire's Heart

Ahhh, nice read

What the woman you fell in love with really wants is a sexy summer romance that never ends, a thrilling one-night stand that lasts the rest of our natural lives.”
“Ah, is that all?” He smiled and took her into his arms. “Then you’re in luck, my beautiful Ms. Smith, because I’m fairly certain that can be arranged.”

It was the wrong time. In his heart, though, he’d always known that argument was a crock of baloney. Timing didn’t matter. Love wasn’t arranged like a trip, checking weather and flights and prices. It was more like being struck by lightning. Even so, he hadn’t believed he had the right to ask her to join his world, which was just about to be hit by a wrecking ball. Sophie could so easily have been torn apart, too,

“Where’s Millie?” “Next door, I think,” he said. “Apparently Bettina has cable TV, and they’re binge-watching ‘Outlander,’ which I gather is getting pretty steamy, though Millie tried hard to stop Bettina from sharing that.” Sophie didn’t really want to smile, he could tell. But she couldn’t help it. “Oh, dear. I suppose you got an earful, given that they can tell you’re Scottish.”

When she looked up, she couldn’t speak at all. She could hardly even breathe. Was she dreaming? Was it possible? The man who stood in front of her, dressed in an elegant blue suit and holding a large leather portfolio under his arm, was Declan Muldoon. “Hi, Sophie,” he said. His smile and his voice were both utterly unfazed by the encounter. He wasn’t the least surprised to see her.