Meant for Love (Meant For #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Meant For Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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She smiles at me. “Mr. Griffin took care of it.”

“Oh,” I reply softly, “all right.” She turns around and walks back over to the plane door. I look out the window and see Mr. Kent has left already. I hear the door slamming shut before she walks into the open door to the pilots, saying something to them.

Reaching over and grabbing my phone, I see I’ve missed a text from Nash.

Nash: See you in six hours.

I shake my head and reply to his text.

Me: I’m locked and loaded on the plane. Next stop LA.

I don’t wait for him to answer me. Instead, I go to my text thread with Zara.

Me: I’m on my way to LA.

Zara: Um. Why?

Me: I’m going to check out a job.

Zara: Are you moving to LA?

Me: No. I’m literally going to check out if I want to take a job.

Zara: Ohhh, I like this play. Did you tell dickhead where you were going?

Me: Negative.

Zara: I love this journey for you.

Me: You and me both.

Zara: So who are you meeting?

Me: Nash.

I wait for her to text me back, but I know she isn’t when the phone rings in my hand. I can’t help but answer the phone laughing. “Hello.” I put the phone to my ear.

“Um, excuse me, you are going to have a meeting with Nash?” Her voice goes high. “Nash, Nash?”

“I only know one Nash.” I ignore her as the plane starts up. “But yes, he called me to ask me to take over his PR and update a couple of things. I tried to say no.”

She pffts out. “Yeah, I can imagine, ‘oh no, I don’t think I can do it, Nash,’” she singsongs. “Did you twirl your hair and bat your eyes for him?”

“Um, I will remind you I’m in a relationship.” I look out the window, hoping the plane moves so I can stop this conversation.

“I will remind you that you just ended that so-called relationship, so it’s like free rein,” she counters back, “and this is Nash.” Of course, she would bring up what I told her in confidence two years ago, after I met him, never thinking she would use it against me, but knowing that I would also use the play she is using right now.

“I know who this is, and I know I can’t ever go there, especially if we are going to work together.”

“So sleep with him before you get him to sign the contract.”

“Zara,” I snap, and she laughs.

“You can’t tell me you aren’t even a little bit curious as to what he can offer between the sheets.”

“I’m not even a bit curious,” I lie, literally through my teeth. It’s a good thing we are on the phone and not face-to-face because she would call me out on it.

“Okay, well, I’m curious for both of us, and since I’m the one who is engaged, it’s time you took one for the team.”

“I have to go,” I say once the plane starts moving forward. “We are about to take off.”

“I want updates,” she says. “Pictures, or it didn’t happen.”

“Eww,” I respond and hang up on her, the sound of her laughter the last thing I hear before I shut my phone off to Airplane Mode.

The plane picks up speed before my back is pressed against the seat, and I look out the window at the sun in the sky shining down on the city of New York, where I was born and grew up. Well, I grew up on Long Island, but I’ve lived in New York City since I turned nineteen and attended NYU in public relations and corporate communications. It started when I turned fourteen, and my brother, Stone, and my cousin Christopher made me take over their social media accounts. I would post a couple of times a week and answer all questions and dm’s, except for the disgusting ones asking me for my dick size. Even though once I wanted to grab a picture of a knife and send it back to them, saying it’s about this long but not as razor sharp. Unlike me, they did not find any of this as funny. After I did the two of them, I sort of started doing a couple of my other cousins before I thought about doing it for real.

As soon as I graduated, I started working with my Aunt Candace at her PR firm. She handed me my first client, my cousin Franny. She lived out in Dallas and had a sports television and radio division taking over all the PR they had to do. Then I was hired by my Uncle Matthew for the television and radio division he had in New York and Chicago. I was then hired for a couple of foundations, and my client list grew so big I could pick my clients. The good thing about doing what I do is I’m not constantly working with the same people all the time. I set them up, ensure everything runs smoothly, then check in on them a couple of times a week as management. I literally love my job, and I’m good at it. When Nash called me, I had no idea he even knew what I did, let alone how good I am at my job.


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