Billionaire's Christmas Vixen
“He heard her, her words cutting into him. He didn’t want to feel. He didn’t want to think about his past or his family. The conversation was over. He was done with talking, done with Brea.
He pushed the blanket away and pushed up from the couch. “Good night, Ms. Nelson.” He walked to the stairs, but did not ascend just yet. “If the fire dies down and you become cold, wake me and I’ll build it back up for you.”
“George?” She called softly. “Mr. Clark?”
He stopped on the stairs, but d...idn’t reply.
“I’m sorry if I said something to offend you. I just can’t imagine not having a family, especially if by choice. But it is your choice, and I’ve no right to assume your situation or position.”
She did not ask him to stay, but he suddenly realized that he wanted to. He sighed, the foreign emotions taking over. Why in the hell did it hurt? The only things he cared about were the numbers in his bank account, the number of clients he had, and the size of their contracts.MoreLess
He pushed the blanket away and pushed up from the couch. “Good night, Ms. Nelson.” He walked to the stairs, but did not ascend just yet. “If the fire dies down and you become cold, wake me and I’ll build it back up for you.”
“George?” She called softly. “Mr. Clark?”
He stopped on the stairs, but d...idn’t reply.
“I’m sorry if I said something to offend you. I just can’t imagine not having a family, especially if by choice. But it is your choice, and I’ve no right to assume your situation or position.”
She did not ask him to stay, but he suddenly realized that he wanted to. He sighed, the foreign emotions taking over. Why in the hell did it hurt? The only things he cared about were the numbers in his bank account, the number of clients he had, and the size of their contracts.MoreLess
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