Bad Grace: A Billionaire Romance Romantic Suspense (The Filth Monger Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
For a moment or two, I simply stood there, staring at nothing, before Max coughed discreetly, at which point I stared down at him, instead. ‘I…I’ll leave you to it, then,’ said Liv, tactfully. I turned to her, only to find her giving me a puzzled look. She went out and closed the door behind her, but I could tell she was aching to stay. ‘How are you, Grace?’ Max said. ‘Take a seat.’ I sat down opposite him. Although the skirt of my suit was knee-length, it rode up slightly as I sat down, leaving the backs of my thighs exposed. The leather of the chair was still warm against them. I shifted, the enduring heat of his presence making me feel awkward and extending the hurt of his indifference. I wondered if Max knew what had passed between us, or if my reaction had given it away. Almost as if he’d read my mind, Max’s next words increased my discomfort. ‘I see you’ve met my esteemed friend,’ he remarked.
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