The Boss Vol. 3: a Hot Billionaire Romance
“The ride out to my grandmother’s house, time to change and clean up—holy hurricane hair—as well as loading my precious cargo for movement took a lot more time than I’d thought. By the time I got back to the gallery, I had twenty-five minutes to get her set up.
Phil was fluttering again. Her mouth was flapping as much as her arms now. While I’d been gone, she’d rearranged one of the rooms completely.
I rolled my eyes and hoped Linda would remember to update the gallery program. Doing the commissions would be a bitch otherwise.
I grabbed a hand truck and went back to my car, snagging one of the half dozen interns on my way out the door. The two of us got it out of my car without mishap and into the Cove Room.
Phil rushed in as we were tearing off the bubble wrap. She pushed the intern away. “Go help Linda.”
“Yes, Mrs. Stanwick.” The girl gave me a finger-wave and bolted.
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