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The Billionaire’s Waitress 2
Here is a snippet of Chapter 1:
Welcome home,” said a familiar voice.
A tightness constricted her neck, allowing only a hoarse scream. “Aghhee!”
Sitting on the sofa with his black boots propped up, was a man she thought she’d never see again.
She stood in the doorway of her Houston home, her own hand covering her gaping mouth. She glared at the intruder who sat on her living room sofa.
He lifted his boots from the wooden coffee table and planted them onto the beige carpet.
“Shhhh….” He held a single finger to his lips. His hair was braided in several corn rows and he had a light fuzz on his chin. Small threads clung from the missing sleeves of his torn, black shirt. His faded jeans hung baggy on skinny legs. A black and white flanne
