Yours Completely: A Cinderella Love Story (Billionaires and Brides #1)

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him, everything would be fixed. They could laugh about it over drinks. He's ask her for a dance at the reception, and spin her around until they were both dizzy.
    He grinned, standing up to return to his room. He still needed to shave and finish dressing. His steps out of the ballroom were strong and sure, and with every step he felt closer to flying. As soon as Ella knew he wasn't Jason, they could finally have that kiss. There were no unspoken fiances hovering between them anymore.
    Suddenly Delores was standing directly in front of him. He skidded to a stop, nearly bowling her over for a second time in just two days. He really needed to stop running into her like this.
    “Oh, Mr. Connor,” Delores purred his name like a contented cat. She fluttered her eyelashes, but her mouth was still too pinched to be attractive. “We were just looking for you. I have another form I need you to sign.”
    Jace stared blankly at her for a moment before realizing that her daughter, Allison was with her. Allison's top button was undone, giving him a heady view of cleavage as she clutched a clipboard to her chest.
    “Now?” Jace asked. He wanted to go back to his room and shave and come up with the perfect thing to say to Ella while they danced.
    “Allison will help you,” Delores offered. She smiled, but it was carnivorous. “You can use my office. It's really quite important.”
    Jace's hesitation was his downfall. Before he could protest, Delores hooked his arm in hers and propelled him inside the small office. The thin older woman was certainly stronger than she looked. Allison was right beside her and before he had a chance to say a word, the door was closed, Delores gone, and the two of them were alone.
    Jace glanced around the room. The chairs meant for visitors were pushed up against the wall, leaving what little space there was in the office clear. Jace clearly remembered multiple picture frames sitting on the large wooden desk, but those were cleared off and the desk bare. A series of vanilla scented candles burned on the windowsill and the soft, deep tones of Barry White drifted through the office.
    His eyebrow raised as Allison bent over the desk, pretending to get a pen but clearly sticking out her very shapely ass at him. The attempts to seduce him had been numerous, but he'd never had one quite this blatant. He straightened his jacket, remembering that he was wearing a tux rather than his usual suits.
    They were trying to seduce him at his sister's wedding.
    “Mr. Connor, could you help me with this pen? I think the cap is stuck.” Allison turned around and batted her eyelashes, biting her lip as she handed him a heavy fountain pen.
    The cap was most definitely not stuck, and it was easy to undo and hand back.
    “Thank you so much,” she purred, putting the pen to her mouth and smiling. Jace couldn't help but look at her as she slowly moved the pen in and out from between her lips. It was slow and sensual and she pushed out her chest as she did it, making the gesture even clearer. She had a great body, but as she licked her lips, she couldn't have been more obvious if she had turned on a red neon sign with pricing and hours.
    It could have been sexy had it not been so absurd. Jace sighed. He knew a lot of men that would completely take advantage of that offer. Hell, two weeks ago he would have taken the offer without a second thought. But that was before he met Ella. That was before Ella had stole his heart and his brain and made it impossible to think of anyone else.
    “Allison,” Jace said, gently putting his hand on her wrist to stop the pen from bobbing up and down. “I'm not interested.”
    “What?” The pen stopped and her expression fell.
    “It's not you. You are very attractive and seem intelligent and definitely motivated,” he explained, letting her hand go. “It's that there's someone else and I can't get her out of my head.”
    “Sure.” The hurt was evident as she turned away.
    “Any other

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