Bedding the Billionaire

Sutton

“You’re late, Sutton.”

I winced internally as I listened to my boss chastise me for being late. Flinging my bag under the dingy counter at Abberly’s bar, I looked up from my crouched position to see Gabriel Reece glaring at me.

Rather than answer him, I yanked my apron out of my bag and went to work tying it on. Sadly, the next time I glanced over at him it was just in time to see his nasty ass staring at the way my t-shirt pulled tight across my chest as I tried on my apron.

Perve.

“We have a start time for a reason, Sutton” he stated in that lofty tone of his.

Seriously, who was the man kidding? There wasn’t another soul in town who would put up with his shit and we both knew it.

“I’m sorry,” I grit out between clenched teeth. I knew better than to give an excuse, even if it was a valid one. Gabe didn’t care if I had an excuse, he just liked riding my ass. It started in Kindergarten and he hadn’t got bored of it yet.

“Look, this is getting to be a problem,” he began, scratching his chest. I didn’t even want to know what the stains were that currently decorated his shirt. There had been a time when Gabe was somewhat attractive. That time was long gone.

“I’m never late,” I started, but he cut me off with a raised hand.

“Sutton, Sutton, Sutton.”

I hated the way he said my name. It was as if he were speaking of dog poop or erectile dysfunction.

“Yes, Gabriel?” I answered frostily.

I could swear that there was a glint of smugness that entered into his cold eyes as he continued to stare me down. Finally, he spoke, “You are late—again. I told you the next time you came in here late I would be taking it off your wages.”

tempted to tell him what he could do with this job, and the stick lodged in his ass. But the familiar grumbling of my stomach forced me to hold my tongue. I needed the money that this terrible job provided. It was the reason, the only reason, I agreed to work for

glare at him, I answered smartly, “It’s three minutes after the hour, Gabe. What are you going to

home the big bucks. I could see by his reaction that I wasn’t far off the mark. Gabe looked ready

difficult concept, so even you should understand it. If you are unable to be on

owner of Abberly’s. His mama, God rest her soul, had always been good to me. Ruth Ann treated me like gold. Which was saying something in this town, where I not only came from the wrong side of the tracks,

Gabe, I took in the current customers. I smiled when I saw two of my favorite older ladies glancing surreptitiously over their menus, clearly trying to eavesdrop.

has been waiting nearly a half hour for his drink.”

of tearing up at me?” I grumbled just loud enough for Gabe to hear.

was another of my favorite people in Otterville Falls. In a rush, I wound my long dark hair into a messy bun and secured it with a pen. Then I raced over to the bar

drink. Then I carefully balanced the tray on one arm and strode across the old wood planks completely

Maxie!” I called out with a wink, ignoring his growl of disapproval as I kissed his cheek.

he replied gruffly.

had the look of someone that lived hard. I had heard any number of

of relationship. I can’t even begin to tell you what that meant because honest to goodness I have no flipping idea even to this day. Max knew what Mama was, and when he rolled into town on his big motorcycle and stopped at our trailer, I knew what was going on. But I also knew that Mama never cried in

asked in his gruff

I answered the same way I always did. “Nah, I’m doing fine. Thanks, Maxie.”

and went back to his drink. But I didn’t miss the slight twitch to

my notebook out of my apron and moved to the next table.

greeted Alice and Reena. The two elderly ladies couldn’t have been a day over seventy- five. Best friends, roommates, and having never married, you

will it be?” I asked. “Would you like the regular or do you want to

boss of yours to lose his boxers, I am betting

gagged a little.

causing me to laugh. With fake seriousness I warned her, “Alice! That’s sexual harassment.” Lord knew that Gabe got a kick out of

harass him—sexually,” she licked her old lady lips lewdly, and I

stand in your way,” I said, pointing to the office. “Go get your

winked at me and turned back to her menu. “Maybe tomorrow. I am not feeling up