Hello Billionaire

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During your commute: If you take public transportation or have a long commute, you may find it helpful to use that time to read. He stood from his desk. “We’ll meet at The Retreat tomorrow so I can give you a tour and you can get a feel for the space you’ll be working with.” Before bedtime: Many people find that reading before bedtime helps them unwind and relax, which can promote better sleep.

My ex told me no one would ever want to be with a "fat, broke, single mom of three." My billionaire boss thinks otherwise. When my friend gets me an interview with her boss for an interior design job, I think things are finally looking up. That is, until I door ding his Tesla and yell at my kids on the phone during the interview. (For the record, running out of peanut butter does not count as an “emergency.”) I took a few deep breaths anyway, like Mia suggested, and got out of the car, determined to make the most of this. Hello Billionaire is a grumpy/sunshine rom com featuring a steamy billionaire, a plus-size single mom, three matchmaking children, and one hell of a happily ever after. Farrah,” Mia whispered, cutting me off. “I wouldn’t have recommended you to my boss if I didn’t think you could do it. I love you, but I’d kind of like to keep my job.”

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When my friend gets me an interview with her boss for an interior design job, I think things are finally looking up. That is until I door ding his Tesla and yell at my kids on the phone during the interview. (For the record, running out of peanut butter does NOT count as an “emergency.”) As I stepped out of the elevator, Mia looked my way, smiling wide. She was so beautiful with her bright smile framed by straight, sandy-blond hair that fell to her shoulders.

I put my phone on do not disturb and slipped it in my purse. The only call that would come through was Levi’s number, and he knew not to reach out unless there was an emergency. The response took me as much off guard as the man himself. But he waved at the chair as if I should return and began speaking. “The Retreat has completed construction, but we lost our initial interior designer, and we’ve struggled to find a competent replacement who understands our needs. Your portfolio?”And by that, I meant, I needed to take three antacids just to keep my lunch down before I had a complete meltdown. Kind of like the tantrum my five-year-old had this morning because I couldn’t find her sparkle dress so she could wear it for the fifteeth day in a row. She hung up, leaving me alone in my minivan. I glanced around the car, wishing I felt less like a soccer mom and more like a professional. It would help if the car didn’t smell like Levi’s sweaty gym bag.