Saint (The Buck Boys Heroes #3) Read Online Deborah Bladon

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Buck Boys Heroes Series by Deborah Bladon
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Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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“You’ll note that there are absolutely no palm prints on my dress,” she calls over her shoulder to me. “That Smurf is all gentleman, all the time.”

That’s interesting, considering the person who thanked me for tipping them for their time had a female voice.

“Lucky for him,” I quip.

She slows slightly as her phone starts ringing.

Before she digs her hand into her purse to fish for it, her gaze jumps to my face. “Calls at this time of night are never good.”

They are par for the course in my world. Our products are stocked in stores worldwide, and we have branch offices in many countries. It’s not unusual for me to get a call at this time or later if a problem pops up.

“You should answer,” I suggest even though she’s staring into her bag in search of her phone.

Her gaze jumps to the screen as soon as she’s got the phone in her hand.

She taps her thumb on it to decline the call. “It’s no one.”

The evident frustration lacing those three words suggests that it’s someone she doesn’t want to talk to.

“Who was it?” I ask.

Jealousy is a beast I have no experience battling, but I feel it brewing inside of me now.

Her non-answer pushes me into a place I don’t want to go, but curiosity is driving me. “Was it your ex, Calliope?”

She jabs a finger into the elevator call button more than once. “It’s no one, Sean.”

I move to stand next to her. “Do you still speak with him?”

She lets out an audible sigh. “There are some loose ends that I’m trying to tie up with him. That’s all that call was about.”

“Loose ends late on a Friday night?”

Jesus, I sound like a bastard.

Judging by the look on her face, she sees me in the same light. “I declined the call because I don’t want to talk to him tonight.”

That should satisfy me, but I see how her hands are shaking. I can hear the sound of her labored breaths. Whatever went down between her and this guy gutted her.

We step into the elevator car in silence.

I push the button for our floor and then realize her gaze is on me.

I turn to face her. “I’m here if you ever need to talk about anything, Calliope. I once told you that I’m a good friend. I mean it.”

Her hand moves to tug on the bottom of my tie. “Thank you, Sean.”

“I should be the one thanking you for a great night,” I say to lighten the mood. “This was the best date I’ve ever been on.”

She wraps her fist around the tie to yank me closer. “I doubt that.”

I reach to slide a fingertip over her chin. “Don’t doubt anything I say to you. Our date was one for the record books. I’ll never forget this night.”

As the doors slide open on our floor, she glances in that direction. “I won’t either. I think I’m going to turn in. You’ve worn me out the past few nights, and I want to be rested for my shift tomorrow.”

I don’t want the date to end this way, so I offer a compromise. “If you come home with me, I promise I’ll tuck you in next to me and let you sleep.”

She steps out of the elevator with me right behind her.

As she nears her apartment door, she slows to a stop.

I can tell she’s hesitating, so I up my offer to what I promised her earlier before her ex called and splintered this date. “I’ll cook you breakfast in the morning, and that will leave you plenty of time to get ready for your shift.”

Her gaze snakes up my body until our eyes are locked. “I’d like that.”

I’d like more, but if she needs me to hold her while she sleeps and cook for her before she heads to her second job, I’ll shine at both.

“You’re a pretty great boyfriend.”

“I’m the best boyfriend,” I say, wanting that to be true.

I want to be the man of her dreams. I want to right every wrong that’s been done to her. I want the guy who just called to be such a distant memory to her that she can’t recall anything about him.

I unlock the door to my apartment and swing it open. “After you, Champ. Tonight I take care of you.”

Chapter Forty-Four

Callie

I stare into his deep brown eyes as we lie beside each other in his bed. Daybreak is upon us. The light filtering into the window is soothing and soft, showcasing the sharp cut of his jaw beneath his beard.

“You have a good soul,” I whisper to him.

Sean’s lips curve up in an almost grin. “Do I?”

I study his face with the faint lines that trail out from the corners of his eyes and the tiny scar that sits just below his left eyebrow. He’s strikingly handsome, yet something about him hints at vulnerability beneath the surface.


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