Page 8 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
Like today.
I had to wonder whether he’d really wanted all the food he’d gathered from the buffet or if he was just trying to encourage me to eat more.
“That’s probably true,” he finally said between bites of his food. “But there’s always the possibility that you could annoy me so much that I actually do fire you. Eat.”
The smell of the prime rib in front of me tempted me, and I finally picked up my knife and fork with a shrug.
There were worse things he could insist on rather than eating more of the fabulous food that was being served.
If he didn’t care how much I ate, I wasn’t going to sweat it.
I hadn’t had food like this in a long time.
I managed to devour everything in front of me before I dropped the utensils on the plate.
“I’m stuffed,” I groaned as I put a hand on my belly.
Asher nodded at the second plate on the table. “There’s more. I can’t eat much more. I had a big breakfast.”
He’d already cleaned the first plate and was reaching for the second.
“Not happening,” I informed him. “I’ve gone from I’m not really that hungry anymore to I can’t eat another mouthful of food. You’ll have to eat the rest yourself.”
He cocked a brow as he put the other plate in front of him. “You sure about that?”
“Absolutely,” I assured him.
“What about the cake?”
I shot him a cheeky grin. “My mother once told me that you can always find room for dessert.”
Our cake was already on the table, but I hadn’t touched it yet.
I needed to give all of the food in my belly a little time to settle first.
“You’ve never mentioned your mother,” he said thoughtfully. “Does she live here in Montana?”
Crap!
I really needed to monitor my habit of talking too much.
I’d always made it a point not to mention anything personal around Asher, and I’d just broken that rule for the first time.
Asher and I knew very little about each other, and that had been deliberate on my part.
“Texas,” I answered. “She’s retired in a small town, not far from Houston.”
Before he could ask anything else, I rose abruptly from my chair and added, “I think I’ll find the bathroom.”
I wanted to escape before Asher decided to ask more questions.
I grabbed my purse as I tried to convince myself that I wasn’t really running away.
Ididneed to use the restroom.
It just wasn’t as urgent as I’d made it sound.
“Sierra?” he questioned stoically before I could make my way to the house.
