“Fine,” the older girl huffed, leaving the way she’d come. Change first,” he said, his eyes remaining on Julie. But it wasn’t her he was barking at this time. When his brow furrowed and he looked like he was about to yell again, she braced herself. While the kids queued up at the sink, their father stepped toward her, his eyes still shooting darts. “I always like to start with washing hands,” Julie said, still tentative but trying to be cheerful. He definitely took after his father, with a powerful build and already wide shoulders. Julie guessed the boy was around ten or eleven. “Sounds, great,” Des said, moving farther into the kitchen. “Tonight we’re going to make chicken stir fry.” Thankfully, when she spotted the food on the cabinet, she came to her senses. “Right.” Julie pulled her eyes away from theirs. “Okay, Julie,” sweet Olive’s little-girl voice encouraged, “tell us about dinner.” Bolt’s expression, but she’d say determined to maintain control, mixed with equal parts dangerous and skeptical. Now that it appeared she’d be allowed to stay through dinner, four pairs of eyes focused on her, each showcasing a different emotion: hopeful Olive, hungry Des, bored Ingrid, and…well, she wasn’t sure how to read Mr. Julie’s pulse hadn’t returned to normal since the troops stormed the kitchen. I hope you enjoy it and if you’d like to just jump into the book, you can click here. I’ve brought you an exclusive excerpt from “Family Dinners with the Billionaire” by author Amberlee Day.
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