Free Greek Billionaire's Uncontrollable Attraction (The Rosso Family Series Book 3) by Leslie North Page B

argued that her ancestors had only made everything better.
    Leaving the museum, a gust of wind caught at Eva, chilling her. She stepped outside and started to slip. Callum caught her arm. “Whoa, there. Take it easy. There’s plenty of ice but not skates. You okay?”
    “I’m fine.” She let out a breath. She also wrapped an arm around Callum’s arm. She looked up into his eyes and could see her own burning desire mirrored there. She lifted her chin, and Callum bent over her. Their lips touched. Eva snuggled further into his arms and wrapped her arms around his waist.
    Callum pulled back and touched a gloved finger to her face.  “I need to get you back to the hotel.”
    “Yes, yes, you do.”
    They got back to the Waldorf Astoria with snow thickening and the day turning dark, even though it was only the afternoon. Callum ordered hot chocolate and the hotel staff arrived to start a fire. His phone rang and he answered absently. “Hello? Who’s this?”
    “I’m calling from the admissions office at the University of Delaware. Is this the contact number for Eva Rosso? We need to move up her entrance exams to this Friday.”
    He glanced at Eva. “Fine. We’ll be there.” He hung up and told Eva, “They’ve moved up your testing. Meaning we need to leave tomorrow.”
    “But…the snow?”
    “We’ll find a way. I’d better let your brother know about the change in plans. And you’d better pack.” He headed into his room and shut the door behind him.

Chapter 16
    Eva got her bags packed. She sipped her chocolate—now cold, not hot—turned on the TV, watched a movie. It turned into a sad love story and she turned it off. Not what she needed right now. Callum didn’t come out of his room. She knocked on the door and asked, “Do you want dinner.”
    “Busy packing,” he called out.
    She put her hands on her hips. He didn’t have that much stuff. She paced her sitting room, tried to study, read the same page four times and gave up. She threw on a skimpy dress, touched up her makeup and headed for the dance floor. She found mostly older couples—people who could afford the Waldorf Astoria rates. It was boring, the music dull, and no one caught her eye. She tried the bar downstairs and found mostly old guys who eyed her like she was candy. Turning around, she headed back to her room. She dragged off her dress, washed her face, threw on an old sweatshirt and climbed into bed. As an afterthought, she ordered strawberries and chocolates to her room, and once she was settled with them she downloaded a romance to her cell phone to read. At least it promised a happy ending.
    She woke to a sunny day and blinding white outside. Knocking on Callum’s door didn’t get an answer so she texted him.
    Where are u?
    A text came back in a minute. Making travel arrangements. Get packed.
    She huffed out a breath, showered, dressed, had her coffee and went shopping for the day.
    She bought way too many things—shoes, sweaters, scarves, gloves, a fur hat made of fake rabbit. She thought about buying Callum something, but he was so touchy. What was wrong with him? Maybe he hadn’t had as much fun in bed as she had? Maybe he was tired of teaching her? Maybe he’d met someone else? She nibbled on her lower lip and tried not to worry. That was impossible. She had her packages delivered to the hotel, and then bought two more suitcases from the hotel’s lobby store.
    By mid afternoon, she was bored and ready to scream. Callum came back at last. He knocked on her door. She opened it, smiled when she saw his boyish face. But he wasn’t smiling. “Come on. I’ve got a car waiting, and don’t ask what it took. The thing is a tank so it should get us out of the city.”
    He waved in a bellhop with a cart to take their bags and lifted one eyebrow when he saw her extra luggage. She shrugged. “When the going gets tough it’s time to go shopping.”
    He shook his head. “Heaven help you if you ever have to live on a budget.