Page 7 of The Billionaire Revenge

“Alright” Malachi replied skeptically.

She looked over at Malachi and their eyes met; for a moment she thought if she had made a mistake inviting him home. She knew her attraction for him was dangerous but she had to stop hiding behind the walls she had built after Alex left.

They left the office soon after and arrived at her house half an hour later. Her house was expansive and she had originally bought it so that in the future she would have it to use when she started her family. There were times when she looked at it and wondered what she was thinking back then, but the house was her haven and it had been her favorite place to hide away over the years. They had decided to travel separately with Malachi following close behind in his car as she lead the way home.

When Carrie entered the house she was pleased at the scent of garlic bread coming from the kitchen.

“Do you want to eat something first?” she asked.

“Don’t you have a dinner soon?” Malachi replied grinning and following her into the kitchen.

“I got some time, and I am starving,” replied Carrie as she pulled out the garlic bread from the preheated oven.

“Are you from around here?” he asked.

“Oh no.” Carrie replied, “I’m from Ohio.”

“Really” he said “What part of Ohio?”

“Oberlin, it’s a tiny little town” Carrie replied

Malachi paused and looked over at her with piercing eyes.

“You grew up in Oberlin?” he asked

“Yes,” Carrie replied “all my life. My parents still live there with my two sisters”

Suddenly recognition hit him. He was sitting in the presence of the Carrie. The girl from middle school he had worshiped as a child, the girl he had loved and the girl who had heartlessly rejected him.

“You know about Oberlin?” she asked looking up from her dinner.

“Oh no, nothing like that. I just thought with your success you were surely form these parts.”

“Sadly no” she said “but I do owe my success to saving and investing while in college. That’s how I got the money to buy my first company”

“Interesting” replied Malachi.

As they made their way into her office a thousand thoughts were going through Malachi’s head. He had never been so confused in his life. Although he wasn’t the pimple-faced teen he had been when he had first approached her, he was shocked she hadn’t remembered him. He was cursing himself for not remembering her face well enough to know it had been her all along. He watched as she walked and couldn’t help the arousal he felt as her hips swayed from side to side. He opted to take a seat by the wall instead of directly in front of her desk. He needed to be away from her for a minute. He needed to clear his thoughts.

“Thanks for coming here” she said. “I know it might have been a bit inconvenient.”

“No it’s fine” he replied as he tried to contain his thoughts.

“So we should go over these items, then.”

“Yes, that would be best” Malachi replied

Instead on sitting behind the desk she pulled a chair over to the wall where he had decided to sit. She sat down revealing a slight split at the hem of her skirt that showcased just enough of her legs to have him on edge.

Malachi undid the button of his polo suddenly feeling a bit too hot.

“So this is the strategy he is projecting,” Malachi said trying to steer the conversation.

He paused as he realized she was taking off her jacket. She wore a thin satin camisole underneath and from the looks of it he was almost sure she had nothing under that.

“Oh, you don’t mind if I take my jacket off do you?” she asked before throwing it over the back of her chair.

“By all means” Malachi replied trying to keep his composure.