Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Fuck me! Fuck me!
If I looked at the top I would collapse in defeat, so I focused on the ground in front of me.
You can do it!
Once I approached the top of the hill, I screamed like a mad woman. Onlookers tossed me awkward stares. A few of them laughed. It was only a hill, after all, and not some huge hiking mountain. Panting, I placed my hands on my hips and marched around so my legs wouldn’t cramp. Vivian arrived minutes later and offered a weak hoot.
“It’s about time. I thought I was going to have to come down there and carry you up.” I bent over and stretched my legs. “You ran at the speed of a turtle.”
“It must have been all that huge cock last night.”
“Oh god. Stop!” I gripped my stomach. “You’re so cruel. I wish you had a brother so I could sleep with him and take out my revenge on you. I’ll have to find a hot cousin of yours.”
“Fat chance. All of my cousins are ugly.”
“We’ll see about that.” I lowered myself to the ground. The grass tickled my legs. “I’m going to your next family reunion.”
Bob Marley’s tune “Three Little Birds” filled the air.
Vivian’s phone.
She wrenched it out of her bra. Like me, she kept her belongings in a Ziploc bag and had stuffed it in her sports bra.
“Damn it. That’s Noc.” She stuffed the bag back into her bra. “Did he ask about me last night when you went to Drunken Lyrics?”
“Umm . . . no. I didn’t see him.” I avoided her weird expression and scooted away. Suddenly, I really needed to stretch my legs some more.
“Did he perform?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I went there, but I ended up leaving.”
She furrowed her eyebrows. “You’re acting real weird right now. What happened?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I touched my toes and looked at my knees.
“Try me.”
“I went to the Lan–”
Vivian shrieked. “No way! That place is like a hundred dollars each dish. You can totally have a five hundred dollar bill at the end of the night. Was your sexy cooking hottie Gabe there?”
“Yes.” I sighed. “He cooked for us.”
“Us?” She raised her arms over her head.
“Chase was with me.”
She ended her stretching as her mouth dropped open. “You’re right. I don’t believe you. Chase fucking Stone? No way.”
“That’s not even the craziest part of last night.”
“Chase Stone took you on a date?” She covered her cheeks with her hands. “What about his fiancée? Oh shit, is that why she texted you?”
“I have no idea why she texted me, and according to Chase they have an arrangement where he can have sex with other women. Three women, in fact.” I held up three fingers. “It’s like they’re all in a relationship together.”
“So they’re like the Amish but with no religion?”
I laughed. “I honestly don’t think Amish men do more than one wife. It’s another group. Maybe, some Mormons.”
“Who cares?” She waved my comment away. “So he wants you to be his new wife?”
“Well, they’re not all married, but yeah. He wants me to join his harem.” I continued my stretching. I explained the whole conversation to Vivian, from him spotting me at the Garden Party to him opening the executive assistant position to lure me in.
“What did you say to him?” she asked. “Are you going to do it?”
“No! Of course not.” I held out my hands. “Wait a minute. You would say no, right?”
She tilted her head as if in thought. “If it was a regular Tom, Dick, or Larry from nowhere with no job, then I would say no. But this is a freaking billionaire. I would probably say maybe and try it.”
“Just because he’s rich?” I raised my eyebrows. “I don’t believe you.”
“It’s just like dating someone without a serious commitment.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Not really. He doesn’t allow his women to date other men.”
“Oh, well, then he’s insane.”
“Exactly.”
“Okay.” She crossed her legs. “So after dinner what happened?”
“He brought me to Drunken Lyrics where Troy and you were not at, by the way.”
An old guy watched us while he walked his shaggy dog up the hill. A tiny bell rang around the dog’s neck as he wagged his tail. The man’s eyes lingered toward our cleavage.
At least pretend like you’re not looking.
I scowled at him. He looked away and rushed in the other direction.
“Pervert,” Vivian muttered once the guy and dog left. “So Chase dropped you off?”
“No, he came in with me. We danced. He bought drinks.”
“And?” She blew out air. “You’re killing me.”
I lay on my back and rolled over to my stomach to hide my face. “He finger-banged me in the back of the club.”
“What?! You’re joking, right?” She crawled over to me and shook my arms. “A famous billionaire fingers you in a public and crowded club last night and you wait until now to tell me. So then what happened?”