Free HACKING THE BILLIONAIRE by Jenny Devall

here.”
    He grinned. “Oh, yes. Wait right there. Don’t put a stitch of clothing on, and I’ll get rid of Zeke.”
    He left her under the covers, after kissing each breast one more time.
    “Am I interrupting?” Zeke said when he’d been let up and Dirk opened the door.
    “Yes. You are.”
    Zeke looked at him, a frown on his face. “I was in the neighborhood.”
    “Yeah? Not doing family things today?”
    Zeke followed Dirk into his living room. The man seemed to be looking for something. Or someone.
    “I’m going to a soccer game later,” Zeke said.
    His gaze never met with Dirk’s. “What’s up?”
    “I have something I have to tell you.”
    “Oh?”
    “This is really hard.” Then Zeke shook his head. “I don’t want to, but I think Riley tried to come on to me in the elevator.”
    Dirk blinked. That didn’t seem like Riley, but why would Zeke lie? “You must be mistaken. She knows that you’re married.”
    “I thought it odd, too,” Zeke said.
    “Could you have misunderstood?”
    Zeke put up his hands. “Maybe I did. Look. Forget I said anything. I’ve got to go.”
    His friend left, but he left behind some doubt in Dirk’s mind.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Ten
    Riley stretched and shifted in her chair, but parts of her body were nicely sore from the weekend. She was working from Dirk’s apartment. She hadn’t been home except to pick up clothes. He’d convinced her that he was taking a half day and that they would get started on the fun if she was here.
    Truth be told, he didn’t have to work that hard. She liked his place, and she could do her work here at a giant desk in his office.
    In the chair she felt like a little girl in an adult’s chair, so she had her legs underneath her. She wore sweats and sneakers. She’d change later if they were going out.
    What puzzled her was that her program sent her a notification. Zeke had sent an e-mail to an anonymizer. It could be something as simple as he was having an affair, or he was selling corporate secrets. Either way she didn’t want to tell Dirk until she knew something more.
    So she did what she didn’t want to do and tracked down the e-mail. She hadn’t told Dirk she was going to read people’s e-mails, but to her this was part of the job. She doubted any secrets were sent via e-mail, but meetings might have been set up and she’d have records of them.
    When she finally got to the e-mail she was disappointed. It was merely a test e-mail. As if he wasn’t sure he had the correct e-mail. Or maybe he had never used the anonymizer before and wanted to test it.
    Either way, she had nothing definitive to bring to Dirk, but she was going to keep an eye on Zeke. Not that she wanted to spend any more time with him than she had to. He skeeved her out completely. She wanted to shower whenever his name was mentioned.
    That bad.
    Too bad he was Dirk’s best friend. She might have to spend time with him. Just not alone.
    The front door opened and then closed. Dirk poked his head into the office a few minutes later. He frowned at her.
    “What?” she said as she closed up her laptop.
    “Sweats?”
    “No one is seeing me,” she said.
    “I am.”
    “Then sometimes you are going to have to live with it,” she said.
    One eyebrow went up. She’d put money down that none of his girlfriends had ever spoken to him that way. She wasn’t his girlfriend. She was a temporary lover. When this was all over she’d bring her wardrobe and her memories back to her tiny apartment.
    She’d still wear sweats at home. She refused to let him change her that much.
    “Okay. Lunch?”
    “Out or in?” she said.
    “Not out, the way you’re dressed.”
    She cocked her head. “I can get changed.”
    “I would advise that.”
    He took off his tie then left her in the office. He would advise that? Maybe she didn’t want to go out? Maybe she wanted to go back to her place and wear sweats all day. She stomped into his