Billionaire Matchmaker Book Two: Undone (Billionaire BBW Erotic Romance) by Cordelia Baxter

Chapter One
    It was a big night for me tonight. I was going to the
charity auction with Jake Powers this evening. It had been a whirlwind three
weeks with him and I still couldn't believe he asked me to go, and even asked
me to win him when he was up on the auction block.
    When I first met Jake, I never expected things to turn out
like they had. He had come to me looking for a wife. Seeing as how I was the
top matchmaker in the city, it was natural he would come to me for help. I'd
heard about his reputation as a notorious playboy and how he'd switch
girlfriends from week to week. I just knew that I could help him find the
"one". Imagine my surprise when I was the one who ended up in his
bed. And now here I was just a short time later going on our first
"public" outing together.
    My nerves hit me like at ton of bricks at the thought. It
was as big of a deal for him as it was for me. He was the one in the public
spot light; he'd have to answer the inevitable questions. Who is she?
Where'd you meet? I was sure the press would have a field day with it.
    I wasn't the typical girl that Jake Powers was seen with.
For one thing, I had my own job. I wasn't an aspiring model or actress, and I
didn't compete in beauty pageants. For another thing, I was a curvy girl. I
wasn’t the super slim and sexy Victoria's Secret models he was normally seen
with.
    Just the fact that he was going to be seen with me on his
arm would get the press going. I could already picture the headlines:
"Jake Powers Loves Fat Chicks". Well maybe they wouldn't be so crass,
but I was sure they’d have something to say about my size.
    Was I ready for this? I squared my shoulders and
lifted my chin. If Jake was ready for it, then so was I. I wouldn’t disappoint
him. Besides, I wasn’t some weak and shy wall flower, wilting at public
scrutiny. I was a strong woman who built and ran my own successful business. My
heart was pounding wildly, but I wouldn’t back down. I would face these
challenges head on. At least that’s what I kept reminding myself.
    My confidence was a little shaken though. I hadn't heard
from Jake all day or even yesterday. I was tempted to call him just to make
sure we were still on, but thought better of it. I didn’t want to come off as
clingy. Besides, he did mention that he had to make a brief business trip to
Philadelphia that morning. When my phone finally rang at 3pm, I was surprised
it was Jake's assistant on the other end.
    "Hello Ms. Harper, My name is Amanda. Mr. Powers wanted
me to let you know the car will be picking you up at 6pm this evening."
    "Oh ok," I said. "Is Mr. Powers going to be
picking me up himself or will I be meeting him at the event?"
    "Unfortunately, Mr. Powers won't be able to pick you
up. He is still in Philadelphia. He wanted me to tell you he would meet you
there at the auction."
    I didn't understand why Jake couldn’t tell me this himself;
why he needed his personal assistant to tell me. He obviously had time to call
her and let her know his plans, why couldn't he just call me himself to let me
know? I knew I wouldn't get any answers from Amanda so I let her go.
    The last hour at the office was a drag. I watched the clock
tick by counting down the minutes.
    "Let’s call it an early night. I honestly can't even
think straight right now enough to deal with anything," I said.
    I had finally confessed to Allison, my assistant, my
relationship with Jake, and I expected her to be upset and judge me for dating
a former client, but I think she suspected all along so it didn’t come as a
shock to her.
    "Oh right, your charity thing with Jake is tonight,
isn't it?" she asked.
    "Yep," I replied letting out a deep sigh.
    "Are you nervous?"
    "What do you think?"
    She looked at me and cocked her head to the side as she
tapped her chin with her index finger. "Hmm...You look a little pale, your
hands have been fidgeting with your pen all morning, and you've got the look of
a deer in headlights. I think you are