Page 39 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
It was an enormous house, and I did some cooking, errands, and laundry, but there was barely enough cleaning to keep me busy since I was here every day.
“You can,” he said rigidly. “But I wouldn’t mind changing things up a little. You can clean less and come out with me more often. I’m at the point that I need to keep getting out in public. I can’t be a total recluse anymore. If you want to help me, come out with me. It feels easier when you’re with me, Sierra.”
“You don’t have to pay me to do that,” I argued.
“Technically, I’m not. I’m just adjusting your schedule so you can help me out. I want you to still have time to rebuild your career. I don’t need my house so clean that I can eat off every surface in my home. I need to get over the condition that’s held me prisoner for the last several years. Work in the morning if you have to, come out with me for lunch, and do your illustration projects when we get home. We’ll fix dinner and clean up together.”
I put my hands on my hips. “I’ll actually be working less time for you.”
He shrugged. “That’s what works for me.”
He was so full of shit, and I knew it.
I could accept the fact that he could use my company when he was out.
I’d always known that he was more at ease when he was in my company in public.
However, it was a little ridiculous that he wanted me to use some ofhistime rebuilding my career.
“That’s not fair to you,” I said stubbornly.
“It’s what I want,” he replied, his tone unyielding.
I lifted a brow. “And do you always get what you want?”
He suddenly grinned. “Almost always and without question, until you started working for me.”
Dear God, I hated myself when my heart suddenly squeezed inside my chest.
Asher was devastatingly handsome when he smiled like that.
“You’re absolutely impossible,” I told him.
“Get used to it,” he answered. “You’ll be seeing a lot more of me in the future.”
I sighed in resignation.
What else could I say?
I could hardly quit my job because my boss wanted nothing more than to help me.
“I’ll find a way to pay you back for this,” I said softly.
“If you’re happy and safe, that’s payback enough for me,” he said huskily.
My heart tripped.
I just wasn’t used to anyone caring about my happiness, and the way that Asher seemed to care about my well-being baffled me sometimes.
He was my boss.
I couldn’t even say we were friends.
Honestly, maybe I shouldn’t question it so much because I cared about him the same way even though it didn’t make sense.
“I should change to meet up with Reese and Devon,” I said as I motioned toward my usual cleaning clothes. “You already know that I don’t really have anything nice to wear, but at least I can change into a better top.”
I had one decent top.Literally.
