Page 23 of The Reluctant Billionaire

“This is home, now. The villa is, anyway. I’m no longer working for Hunter Enterprises; I’m starting a private architecture consultancy and design business, based right here.”

She couldn’t make a sound come out, but her lips shaped the word, “Why?” and Jace understood.

“Because of you. You made me see that the life I was living was slowly killing me, that I had to make a change, find what I really wanted and go after it. This is what I really want to do, Nessa, and you,” he lifted a shaking hand, tracing a finger gently down her cheek, “youare who I really want to be with. No high society lifestyle, just you and me and the things that make both of us happy.”

“The girl I saw you with in New York…?”

“I’d just met her and she clamped on like a leech. I couldn’t ditch her fast enough. I still can’t believe you really came.” He was still touching her, his hand curling around the back of her neck to draw her closer. “I barely got a glimpse of you, but you looked amazing.”

Nessa laughed shakily. “I felt a fool. I didn’t fit, there.”

“You fit with me, and that’s all I care about. We were both square pegs in round holes in our old lives, but put two square pegs together and you get… a really nice rectangle… okay, that analogy fell down a bit there.”

“I like rectangles,” she said nonsensically, but Jace’s smile lit up as though she’d said three quite different words, and maybe in a way she had.

“I like rectangles too,” he agreed, drawing her closer and bending his head until their lips met in a thoroughly satisfying kiss.

~ The End ~