Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

Chapter 6

It was the Fourth of July and Leonie had been invited to come and spend the day with the family but she had told her that she would probably be over there later she needed to spend some time at home sorting out some things first. But that had been an excuse. It had been two weeks since she had heard anything from John and she had to admit that she missed hearing from him.

After her conversation with her mother a week ago about her father she had been doing a lot of thinking. Why hadn’t he called her? And if he had would she have taken the call and if she had what would she have said to him?

Leonie scooped her hair up which had escaped from the bun she had carelessly made and put an elastic band around her hair. She had been cleaning the bathroom and several wisps of hair had escaped around her face made damp by the moisture coming from her. It was humid to say the least and even though the air conditioner was on; the cool air coming from it was battling with the intense heat. It had been predicted that there would be rain sometime today but so far it was a quarter past two and still no rain.

She had just sluiced her face with some water from the tap and was toweling it dry when she heard the doorbell. She frowned a little bit and then remembered that she had ordered some Chinese take-out earlier. She looked down at the thin sleeveless white blouse she had on that exposed her midriff and the tiny blue shorts and bare feet and then with a shrug she went to answer the door.

Her breath caught up inside her throat. It was not the delivery guy from the Chinese place. John Masaki was standing in her doorway.

His eyes held hers as he pushed even more against the barrier there.