The Billionaire's Touch

Chapter 22

"What are you doing here?" Randi's vision was blurred from

crying, but her tears were of joy rather than pain. "your

meeting—"

"Wasn't important to me," Evan finished for her.

"Sweetheart,  what do I have to do to make you understand

that nothing means a damn thing without you?"

"Will they reschedule?" She knew Evan wanted this

deal pretty badly.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't ask, and it doesn't

matter. All I want is to hear that you forgive me for being 

 an asshole."

Randi knew Evan was serious. He'd blown off a huge

deal just because he cared about her. "Your play left.

 I saw it take off when I was running this morning."

"It was Julian. He had to get back to California, so I let

him use the jet since I'm not going anywhere in the near

future."

She swallowed hard. "You're not?"

"No."

He looked exhausted, his expression wary. He hadn't

shaved this morning, and his jawline was dark. "Are 

 you okay?" she asked, concerned.

"No. I got drunk for the first time last night, and I didn't

sleep. All I could think about was you and how much I love

you." He pushed upright, tossed his phone carelessly on a

small table, and came slowly toward her, his eyes a stormy

sea of desire, possessiveness, and intensity.

Randi stood up as Lily circled Evan excitedly, whining

for attention. Evan stroked the dog's head, making her go

into its ecstasy.

"Did you say that you loved me?" Randi asked, not able

to take her eyes off Evan's face.

"It's either love or madness. I'm thinking it must be love

that produces some type of insanity. I've watched Hope and

all of my brothers go through the same thing. I never knew I

could feel like this," he told her in a raw, hoarse voice, finally

getting close enough to wrap his arms around her.

Coming from Evan, the declaration was enchanting

and magical. He sounded tortured and relieved at the same

time. Randi wrapped her arms around his neck and held