FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS (Ophelia Corrigan) novel Chapter 180

CHAPTER 180

MIE

The coffee was almost cold by the time we finally got it out to the porch.

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I’d put my red robe back on, though Simon had spent the last ten minutes making the case that I didn’t

need it.

He appeared with the tray in one hand and two cups in the other, looking thoroughly pleased with

himself.

“The service on this island is terrible,” I teased as I sat down at the table.

“I’ll speak to the owner.”

“Please do. The cook’s handsome, but he clearly needs more training.”

Simon set the tray in front of me, smiling.

He leaned down to kiss me before taking the chair beside mine. The pool caught the morning sun, and beyond the garden, the ocean was an almost ridiculous shade of blue.

I tried the eggs.

“Not bad.”

“Such high praise.”

“Consider that a five–star review, given what you did to the kitchen.”

Simon took a sip of coffee and barely managed to hide his grimace. I laughed.

“Too strong?”

“Perfectly drinkable.”

“You’re lying.”

“I’m a man who knows when to keep his mouth shut.”

I propped my feet on an empty chair and studied the row of palms beyond the pool.

“I want to see the rest of the island.”

“We can start with the coastal trail. There’s a little cove on the other side. Jamie, I’ve been around this island about fifteen times on Google Maps. I’d probably notice if a palm tree had moved.”

I laughed.

“Sometimes I forget I married a crazy person.”

“A crazy person who’s madly in love with you.”

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I was about to answer when I heard footsteps on the path beside the house. A tall, broad–shouldered man in a white tank top and work pants came into view next to the porch. He carried a toolbox and stopped as soon as he saw.us.

“Good morning. Sorry to interrupt.”

Simon straightened. The change was subtle, but I knew it well. The man who’d been laughing with me was gone, replaced by the unsmiling businessman.

“Can I help you?”

“Rafael Hernández, sir. I handle maintenance and the grounds. Mr. Sterling told me yesterday that the property had changed hands, but I thought I should introduce myself in person.”

Rafael glanced at me, then quickly looked away when he noticed what I was wearing, visibly embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” he said, staring at the floor.

“Good morning,” I said, pulling my robe closed.

Simon set down his cup.

“Mr. Sterling should have arranged this before we arrived.”

“Yes, sir. I apologize. I didn’t get confirmation until very late.”

“I was polite.”

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