Bearllionaire: (BWWM) Paranormal BBW Bear Shifter Romance Standalone by Terry Bolryder Page B
Authors: Terry Bolryder
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he’d be taking her back to the cabin. And she didn’t know if she could handle that.
At the end of this week, she could very well be going back to her small apartment and her small business and the daily visits from her ex and the weekly girls’ nights out.
That hadn’t been too bad, up until Ryder Hart walked into her life. Deciding she needed a dose of reality, she pulled out her phone and fidgeted with it until Ryder looked over at her, puzzled.
“You need to call someone?” he asked, drawing up to full height to look down at her. Damn he was tall.
“I was thinking about calling the girls.” Disappointment flashed across his face but was gone quickly, and he smiled politely.
“Sure. If you’d like, I’ll send the jeep for them. I don’t want you to feel lonely up here while you’re working.”
She got the impression that he’d like to be the one keeping her from being lonely, but she appreciated that he didn’t have any problem with girl time. If what they had gone longer than this week? He’d need to be okay with her girlfriends. That was non-negotiable. “That would be great, thanks.”
An unreadable expression moved over his features and he nodded and ducked out to make a phone call. She dialed on hers as well.
Leslie was first to pick up.
“Hello? Where the hell have you been?” she asked, sounding exasperated and relieved at the same time. “You weren’t at work, and Sherry said something about going off for a week with some guy, and I know you weren’t planning to not tell your best friends about it!”
Janna laughed, wincing a little at Leslie’s exuberance. She couldn’t help but think she’d be a good match with Riley. Both seemed to have a little too much energy at times and too much fun interfering in other people’s lives. But she loved Leslie all the same.
“It’s Ryder.”
“Ryder Hart? Um, excuse me, but if you’re on a first-name basis with Ryder Hart, then I need details immediately. Not that I’m not supportive of you finally stepping out of Scott’s shadow, but come on, girl. Deets!”
“Give me a second to talk,” Janna said. “Ryder was thinking of sending down a Jeep to pick you and Kylie up to bring you to the lodge. I’m staying here right now.”
Leslie let out a wolf whistle. “Wow, when you step out of that prissy shell, you really—”
“We’re working on paperwork together. His father’s accountant really made a mess of things, and Ryder hired me for a week to sort it out with him.”
“Mm-hmm.” Leslie didn’t sound convinced. Janna knew she was probably right. But still, she had to try the less controversial story first. “As for the Jeep, sure, that’d be fun. Kylie was coming over tonight and we were going to make plans to stalk you, so I guess this works.”
“Stalk me, hm?” Janna teased. “Or were you simply hoping the mysterious man I was with was one of the brothers and you’d be able to chill with them too?”
“Pssh. Like you’d hold out on us. There’s three of them. Three. You’ve got the billionaire. Share the wealth.”
“I haven’t got anything. And you’re welcome to any of the men.” She fidgeted nervously as she said it. She wasn’t really sure that was true. If anyone else showed interest in Ryder…
“Sure, sure. I can tell from your voice something is up,” Leslie said. That was probably true. Leslie was uncannily good at reading people. Maybe it had something to do with being a bartender.
“Well, maybe,” she said, thinking of what had happened when they got to the cabin the other night. She felt hot from head to toe, and Leslie made a hissing noise.
“You screwed him, didn’t you? Janna, you naughty accountant!”
“Hey, accountants gotta have fun, too. After all, we don’t have exciting careers like you.”
“Ha! Listening to sad drunks and fending off tourist advances? Not that exciting.”
“So come up here and get you some excitement,” Janna said. “Bring Kylie. I totally
At the end of this week, she could very well be going back to her small apartment and her small business and the daily visits from her ex and the weekly girls’ nights out.
That hadn’t been too bad, up until Ryder Hart walked into her life. Deciding she needed a dose of reality, she pulled out her phone and fidgeted with it until Ryder looked over at her, puzzled.
“You need to call someone?” he asked, drawing up to full height to look down at her. Damn he was tall.
“I was thinking about calling the girls.” Disappointment flashed across his face but was gone quickly, and he smiled politely.
“Sure. If you’d like, I’ll send the jeep for them. I don’t want you to feel lonely up here while you’re working.”
She got the impression that he’d like to be the one keeping her from being lonely, but she appreciated that he didn’t have any problem with girl time. If what they had gone longer than this week? He’d need to be okay with her girlfriends. That was non-negotiable. “That would be great, thanks.”
An unreadable expression moved over his features and he nodded and ducked out to make a phone call. She dialed on hers as well.
Leslie was first to pick up.
“Hello? Where the hell have you been?” she asked, sounding exasperated and relieved at the same time. “You weren’t at work, and Sherry said something about going off for a week with some guy, and I know you weren’t planning to not tell your best friends about it!”
Janna laughed, wincing a little at Leslie’s exuberance. She couldn’t help but think she’d be a good match with Riley. Both seemed to have a little too much energy at times and too much fun interfering in other people’s lives. But she loved Leslie all the same.
“It’s Ryder.”
“Ryder Hart? Um, excuse me, but if you’re on a first-name basis with Ryder Hart, then I need details immediately. Not that I’m not supportive of you finally stepping out of Scott’s shadow, but come on, girl. Deets!”
“Give me a second to talk,” Janna said. “Ryder was thinking of sending down a Jeep to pick you and Kylie up to bring you to the lodge. I’m staying here right now.”
Leslie let out a wolf whistle. “Wow, when you step out of that prissy shell, you really—”
“We’re working on paperwork together. His father’s accountant really made a mess of things, and Ryder hired me for a week to sort it out with him.”
“Mm-hmm.” Leslie didn’t sound convinced. Janna knew she was probably right. But still, she had to try the less controversial story first. “As for the Jeep, sure, that’d be fun. Kylie was coming over tonight and we were going to make plans to stalk you, so I guess this works.”
“Stalk me, hm?” Janna teased. “Or were you simply hoping the mysterious man I was with was one of the brothers and you’d be able to chill with them too?”
“Pssh. Like you’d hold out on us. There’s three of them. Three. You’ve got the billionaire. Share the wealth.”
“I haven’t got anything. And you’re welcome to any of the men.” She fidgeted nervously as she said it. She wasn’t really sure that was true. If anyone else showed interest in Ryder…
“Sure, sure. I can tell from your voice something is up,” Leslie said. That was probably true. Leslie was uncannily good at reading people. Maybe it had something to do with being a bartender.
“Well, maybe,” she said, thinking of what had happened when they got to the cabin the other night. She felt hot from head to toe, and Leslie made a hissing noise.
“You screwed him, didn’t you? Janna, you naughty accountant!”
“Hey, accountants gotta have fun, too. After all, we don’t have exciting careers like you.”
“Ha! Listening to sad drunks and fending off tourist advances? Not that exciting.”
“So come up here and get you some excitement,” Janna said. “Bring Kylie. I totally
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