Rock Star Billionaire

Jack

"What do you think you're doing?" Lincoln asked as he burst into the office and found Sloan and me discussing our plans for renovation.

"Good afternoon, brother," I said without smiling. It had been several days since we'd seen each other, and I resented the fact that he'd dumped the stipulations of the will on me and disappeared. "What brings you to this part of town? Slumming, are you?"

"Dammit, Jack, this is bullshit, and you know it!" he said in a voice that barely contained his fury. "You cannot spend millions of dollars to renovate this damn place when you're supposed to be turning a profit!"

"Sloan and I are working on that, dear brother," I said. "You remember, Sloan, don't you?"

Lincoln shot me a murderous look as he nodded at Sloan and said, "Good to see you again."

"Likewise," she said giving him the once-over before turning back to the project spread out on the big conference table. Sloan had always despised Lincoln. She'd thought he was an

arrogant know-it-all who believed women were inferior. I wasn't sure if he thought women were inferior or if he was just afraid of how powerful they actually were. Either way, Sloan was right about him being a know-it-all.

"Sloan and I have been discussing the renovation that would allow Baby Steps to increase warehouse capacity," I said. "We believe we've found the most cost efficient way of doing it."

"This is bullshit, and you two know it!" Lincoln protested. "You cannot sink more money into this company without a bank loan, and I won't allow it!"

"Oh, well if that's what you're worried about, then rest easy, brother," I said. "I've shifted a portion of the profits from Baby Steps' diaper business into a renovation fund, and we're using that to pay for the project."

"You can't do that!" he shouted. "You didn't get approval!"

"I hate to remind you of the fact that I'm the CEO of this company, and I have the final say in how profits are reinvested," I said as I gave my brother a smile that didn't reach my eyes. I was happy that I was going to stick it to him in a way that he couldn't oppose.

"You are going to regret this, Jack," Lincoln warned as he turned and stormed out of the office.

"Wow, always the gentleman, isn't he?" Sloan said with a raised eyebrow as she slid her hand up my thigh under the table.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I said as I looked at her.

"You said you'd give me what I wanted any time," she shrugged as she withdrew her hand. "Never hurts to ask, does it?"

"My God, you're a total nymphomaniac, Sloan," I said, shaking my head. "Focus on the work in front of us, and then I'll reward your good behavior."

"Or better yet, you'll let me reward you," she said licking her lips before flashing me a sexy grin that sent a shockwave from my brain to the one place I couldn't control.

"Knock it off," I growled as I tried to focus my attention on the construction plans and forget about the fact that she was wearing a skirt that was slit just enough to give me a peek of her thigh-high stockings. "We've got work to do."

"If you say so," she said, turning her attention back to the blueprints on the table.

It took me a quarter of an hour to tame the beast that she'd awoken, but I did it and then sent her off to call on several of our biggest clients in Manhattan. I knew she'd charm them into ordering even more products and that she'd sell them on the idea that we'd be expanding our focus to make our warehouse a one-stop shopping spot for all high-end boutiques in the city.

After Sloan left, I gathered up the plans for construction and headed down to the warehouse.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Leah

"Behold, I bring good tidings of great joy!" Jack boomed as he walked into my office holding a roll of papers that I assumed were the plans for the warehouse renovation.

"Is that so?" I asked turning around to face him. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I looked up at him. He'd let his scruff grow a little wilder than usual, and his eyes were full of mischievous mirth that matched the grin on his full lips. Given the fact that I'd been fantasizing about him for weeks, this felt like a little more than I could take. I cleared my throat and tried to sound businesslike, "What have you got there?"

"These, my lovely warehouse manager, are the plans for the renovation that will be starting over the weekend," he said, proudly holding them up for me to see. "Want to see them?"

"Do I have a choice?" I laughed as my brain stuck on the fact that he'd called me lovely.

"Now, if you look at this you can see how the crew is going to build up and out," he said unrolling the plans on my desk and moving around behind me so that he was forced to bend over my shoulder to point out the various features. I tried to control my breathing as he moved in closer. I could smell his musky scent and felt the warmth radiating from his skin, and it was all I could do to keep my mind focused on the words coming out of his mouth.