Breathless: In Love With an Alpha Billionaire (Breathless 1)

"You know what, it’s not important. Go get yourself all dressed up and we’re going to go do something fun. Like back in our college days," I said, unable to bring myself to crush her when she was already so fragile.

"Like old times?" she asked, as she grinded her thin body against mine.

"Justine, go get dressed." I sighed. I hated the feeling that I was giving her false hope. I had to find a way to let her know it was over romantically, and to get my friend back.

"It won't take me that long to get dressed." She shrank away from me and pranced toward her bedroom. “Thanks for spending time with me, Jacob,” she turned around and said humbly.

“No problem, Justine. Now, go get dressed.”

Giggling, she ran off to her room, leaving me to figure out how we got to this place.

We spent twelve years at St. Mary's Catholic School. We attended sleepovers, family dinners, and parties through elementary and high school. I consoled her, after a creep that was supposed to be her soul mate left her at the altar. I stood in the gap that her fiancé, Rick, left wide open. One thing led to another after I gave her a ride home from the chapel that day. By nightfall, Justine and I melded into one, releasing deep tensions our past lovers left behind.

Soon things were hot and heavy between us. Our parents were happy, and even though our romantic relationship had been a rebound affair, she was safe for me. She had been by my side since kindergarten. She wasn’t just another chick trying to get the Turner name, and that was good enough for me, until Destiny walked into my life, stole my attention, and demanded my affection.

Destiny’s beautiful smile lit a fire inside of me. Her sensual moans awakened every part of me. I had been a one woman's man, but something about Destiny made me want more than a safety net. She made me want to walk on the dark side of love, where only my heart guided me. I didn't want a best friend; I wanted burning passion. It would crush me if Justine ended her life because I followed my heart. I didn’t want to let a part of me die on the inside, either.

I stared at Justine’s closed bedroom door and thought about how I would tell her that it was over for us. I planned to take her to hang out and then come back and sleep on her sofa. It would be a night out amongst friends, something she would have to get used to. Then, I would tell her everything in the morning.

My vibrating cell brought me out of my thoughts.

My heart leapt in my chest as I answered.

CHAPTER FOUR

DESTINY

Crave

I walked with a high stride, when I stepped off flight 1087 in Miami, Florida. I claimed my bags from baggage claim, retrieved my rental car from Avis, and was on the highway headed to my hotel within thirty minutes. Just knowing I was in the same city

as Jacob made me all giddy. I dialed his number.

"Hello," he answered on the third ring.

"Hey babe. Are you busy?"

"Not too busy for you. What's up?" he asked.

"I bet you can’t guess where I am. I just bet you can’t," I beamed, as the big ole country grin on my face caused a driver passing by to smile, as well.

"In Miami?" he asked with not quite as much enthusiasm as I would have expected. Given our heated phone call the night before, I thought he would be turning corners already, since we had a chance to see each other in the flesh.

"Yeah…" I answered slowly, gauging his response, "I'm meeting a Miami client tomorrow, so I thought I would surprise you."

"You thought you would surprise me?" he said as more of a question.

“Yeah, but if you’re busy this weekend, I definitely understand.”

"You are just full of surprises, aren’t you, Ms. Destiny?"

“I try to keep things popping," I said with a laugh.

"You definitely do that. Who do you have a meeting with?" he asked.

"Susie Alexander from Museum of Contemporary Art? I’m hoping to start doing some marketing for them."

"Oh, yeah. Susie is a good person. Do you want me to call and put in a word?"