The Risk of Falling (Falling in Love #1) Read Online Nikki Ash

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Falling in Love Series by Nikki Ash
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
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“What are you doing here?” I ask, jumping out of my seat and wrapping my arms around him.

“I thought I would surprise my wife by taking her to lunch. Your classes are done for the day, right?”

“Yeah.” I peck his lips, loving that he knows my schedule. “Let me just grab my stuff.” I shove my laptop and planner into my bag, and then with my hand laced in Micah’s, we head out.

“I meant what I said,” he affirms, as we walk. “If you need someone to shadow, I’d love to help you.” He pulls me into his side and his voice lowers. “I could even give you some hands-on experience.”

I snort out a laugh at his adorable banter but stop when I imagine him shoving his papers to the side so he can lay me out across his desk and fuck me seven ways to Sunday.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” he asks, his lips quirking into a devilish smirk. “Me bending you over my desk and fucking you.”

“Actually, I was imagining you laying me out on the top of the desk but bending me over it would work, too.” I waggle my brows at him, and he barks out a laugh.

“Do you want to eat on campus or meet somewhere?” I ask since we came in separate vehicles.

“I already had someone grab your car so you can ride with me.”

“Damn, am I that much of a sure thing?” I joke.

“No, but I think I’m wearing on you.”

“Yeah, you are,” I agree as he opens the door for me so I can get in.

“This impromptu lunch date actually has another purpose,” he says, once we’re sitting in a Greek restaurant we love, devouring our gyros. “We have a meeting afterward with Oliver Stein, a family law attorney who’s good friends with my dad. I explained our situation, and he believes it should be an open-and-shut case. He needs some information from you, though, before he can file.

It doesn’t go over my head that he says our situation. It shouldn’t be that big of a deal, it’s only a simple three-letter word, but when you’ve been going at life on your own for as long as I have, the use of that word coming out of his mouth is like a direct link to my heart.

Reaching across the table, I throw my arms around Micah and lay a big, fat kiss on his cheek. “Have I told you today how much I love you?”

“This morning, right after I made you come in the shower,” he says, with a smirk. “But you can tell me as often as you like.”

The meeting with the attorney goes smoothly. He assures me that applying for guardianship of Ellie will be simple, especially since I’m her only living relative aside from our mom, who has been missing for months. Once he has the papers drawn up and I come back in to sign them, he’ll file them immediately.

“My assistant texted that she needs me to approve something. Apparently there was a mix-up and it’s time sensitive. Do you mind if I run to my office really quick?” Micah asks on our drive home.

“Is this your way of turning that sex on the desk fantasy into the real thing?”

“No,” he says with a laugh. “But we can definitely make it happen if you want.”

Alexander Enterprises is a ten-story corporate building located downtown. With their name etched in large, mirror letters at the top for all to see, the building screams luxurious without being over the top. I’ve seen the building a million times over the years, but I never thought twice about it. Now, that name is also mine.

As Micah strides through security and into reception, speaking to people with authority and demanding answers regarding whatever got messed up, I can’t help comparing this man—who is sure of his place in the world and doesn’t take no for an answer—to the man I’ve grown to love. This side of Micah I’m witnessing right now is the same man I first met at the club, the one who was cocky enough to believe he could snap his fingers and I’d do whatever he wanted. But when that didn’t work, he showed me another side of himself—the vulnerable side that told me he was looking for more than just sex. It's weird seeing him like this, but I also love that he saves all his softness for me.

Taking my hand in his, Micah guides us into his office so he can sign the papers, and while he does so, I take an opportunity to explore his workspace. It’s as lavish as the rest of the building. Clean and modern with expensive looking furniture and a view most would die for. Yet, there’s nothing personal, no photographs, nothing that denotes that this is even his office, a place where he spends most of his day working. And now that I think about it, his home is exactly the same way.


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