The Unexpected Crush, Book Two (An Alpha Billionaire In Love BBW Romance) Read Online Free Page B

conversation, and Chase continued to be in good mood as we finished our meal.
    “Am I taking you back to the hospital to get your car?” he asked as we got back into the Aston Martin.
    “I don’t have a car,” I admitted, a bit embarrassed. “I take the bus usually.”
    “Then let me drop you at home,” he replied.
    “That’s not necessary,” I told him, but he insisted.
    As he pulled up in front of my apartment complex, the evening began to feel even more like a date. I couldn’t shake the memory of his warm, rough lips against my own and the feel of his tongue exploring my mouth. The impulse to lean over and kiss him washed through me, but I unbuckled my seatbelt as fast as I possibly could and got out of the car instead.
    “Goodnight, Kaia,” he called after me, and I yelled my goodbye without turning to look at him as I practically ran into the building. Once again, images of our passionate night together ran through my mind and I couldn’t block them out, no matter how hard I tried.
    “Dammit!” I exclaimed out loud as I leaned against the door. “There is no way this isn’t going to turn out badly.”

5
    A s much as I was not looking forward to it, I soon realized that I needed to confess everything involving my indiscretion with Chase to Carrie. I trulyneeded some advice and I didn’t know who else I could go to.
    “What’s going on?” she asked suspiciously when I bit my nails nervously over coffee.
    “I haven’t been exactly honest with you,” I admitted.
    Her eyes grew sharp, and she leaned across the table towards me.
    “How so?” she asked.
    “So… a few weeks ago now — the last time we went out to drinks after work and I was complaining about Donahue — I got it into my head that I needed to confront him about it. Having those drinks sloshing around in my head didn’t help. So I went back to his office after we left the bar. And…” I cringed, but willed myself to continue, “we ended up having sex in his office — on top of his desk, in fact.”
    “I knew it,” Carrie exclaimed excitedly.
    “No you didn’t,” I replied dryly. How could she know?
    “I knew something was going on. I mean, I only saw you guys together that first evening at the bar, but the sexual tension was so thick I could barely breathe.”
    “Liar,” I replied, but Carrie just gave me a knowing look. “Exaggerator,” I amended, causing Carrie to laugh.
    “So how was it?” she asked.
    “It was a mistake,” I replied.
    “You know what I meant.”
    “It was…” I bit my lip and considered lying but I needed to be honest if she was going to help me. “It was amazing. It was probably the best sex of my life. And I can’t stop thinking about it.”
    Carrie squealed in delight.
    “Not helping,” I snapped reluctantly.
    “Sorry,” Carrie replied. “Single working mother here. I haven’t had a date in years. I need to live vicariously.”
    “I don’t know what to do,” I whined.
    “What, exactly is the problem?”
    “I know it was a mistake — Donahue is not the type of man I want to date. Plus, he’s totally out of my league. But I can’t stop thinking about him. We have to work together sometimes, and every time we’re in the same room, memories of that night resurface, and it’s all I can do not to jump him.”
    “Then do it,” she encouraged.
    “No,” I said sternly. “That’s the worst advice ever.”
    “Why?”
    “Because the guy is an asshole. We may be… extremely sexually compatible… but it doesn’t mean that he isn’t a cocky manipulator. I mean, he’s still punishing me with extra cases to analyze on top of my shifts in the ER.”
    “Are you sure that’s punishment?” Carrie asked.
    “Yes!” I assured her, even though I doubted that statement myself.
    “I think you like him,” she said after a moment, smiling.
    “What? No!” I argued feebly.
    “I don’t know. First off, I don’t think there would be this obvious level of chemistry if emotions