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I looked at his face in the darkness. “Another one? I thought we were going to get back to work.”
“We are.” He kissed my cheek. “But we have a wedding.”
My breath caught in my throat. There was dead silence between us.
“A wedding?” I finally asked after a beat.
I could just make out the grin spreading over his face. “My mother’s. She’s marrying your old professor, remember? Alexander Viejo?”
“Of course.” I said it quickly, trying to mask the ridiculously crestfallen feeling I had in my chest.
“I figure it’s time I introduce you to my family. My mom, my two brothers.”
“I’d love that.”
“With all the excitement we’ve had going on, I haven’t been able to tell you that much about me. I think it will be good for you. To see where I come from.”
“Okay.”
The grin didn’t leave his face. “Besides, you have to make an informed decision.”
“About what?” I asked warily.
“Me. I asked you to move in with me. But that’s just the beginning.”
“The beginning of what?”
“Us, babe. The beginning of us,” Gabe said.
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Silicon Valley Billionaires: Gabe
Chapter 1
I woke up and rolled over, stretching, my limbs loose and relaxed as I pulled Lauren’s warm body closer. Her soft moan brought back memories of last night, when I’d blindfolded her and tied her up.
Among other things.
I grinned against her bare skin as she slept. Lauren Taylor, reigning queen of the biotech industry and, until quite recently, a very uptight virgin, had been letting her wild side out to play lately. I trailed my fingers down her side, wondering if she’d be up for an encore performance this morning.
My phone rang, and I grabbed it, hoping she would sleep awhile longer. On the caller ID, I saw Timmy’s number. I’d thought Lauren’s security guard was asleep in the guesthouse next door. Because he never called to chat, I said, “What’s the matter?”
“Mr. Betts, we’ve had a breach.”
I jumped out of bed. “Is someone here? At the house?”
“No, sir. Not here. I’m afraid it’s worse—it’s Hannah.”
Hannah was Lauren’s younger sister. “What?”
“Someone’s taken her.”
“What?”
