The Billionaire and His PA novel Chapter 63

He moved past Cassie into the house before he could change his mind on her offer.

Cassie was about to follow after him but she saw the pizza guy approaching and decided to wait outside until she got to her. As she waited for him to draw closer, she began to ponder on just how shitty the logistics of her plan were. The house only had two bedrooms – one for the twins and the other for her. Where would Felix sleep? The couch? He didn’t look like the kind of person that had ever slept on anything other than a Californian king sized bed. He wouldn’t even fit on her tiny couch. Then there was the matter of the clothes that he would wear. She could run his clothes in the laundry overnight so that he could wear them in the morning but what would wear in the meantime? She still had some of her dad’s old clothes but they would only barely fit Felix. And then there was the awkwardness surrounding her housing her boss. How would he react? How was she supposed to react? What if he said something offensive, like passing negative comments on the ink stains on the wall that she still hadn’t gotten around to removing?

After she paid the pizza guy, she slipped into the house to find that Felix was seated in front of the television dutifully listening to the twins as they explained every action the characters in the movie took. They were building a blanket fort around him. Cassie set the box of pizza down. Maybe things wouldn’t be as dreadful as she thought.

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When Cassie woke up the next morning to another body in her bed, she panicked and rolled out of bed in shock.

“Are you okay?” Isabel asked, frowning down at her. She had been scrolling through her phone and had been more than shocked when Cassie had jolted awake and rolled out of bed.

Cassie ran her hand through her hair. “Yeah. I’m fine.” She had forgotten that Isabel had stayed over and had thought up the worst possible scenario; of Felix being the other person in her bed. Her memories of the previous night ended with eating overly greasy pizza while listening to Lily and Aaron’s never-ending chatter.

“Come on. It’s time to say good morning to your hot boss.” Isabel teased.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Cassie warned, shrugging on a sweater. It might not have been a cold morning but she wasn’t going to put her breasts on full display. Again. “He is not my ‘hot’ boss. He is just my boss.”