And he stood there. WineBar.
My heart stopped as he got on one knee.
“We’ll figure this out together, baby girl,” he told me, and I felt my breath stop.
“No matter the problem, it’s always you,” he continued. “It’s not over ‘til it’s over.”
Despite all the tears I had shed, I was crying again.
This time from happiness.
“We’ll need to work this out together. But we can’t give up. The road might be long, but I’m willing to try if you are.”
I nodded.
WineBar would still go to Miami.
I would still be in San Francisco.
But we weren’t giving up without a fight.
And that fight?
I’m pretty sure that will be the next chapter.
Cunning Linguist
A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance
By Alexis Angel
Copyright 2017 by Naughty Angel Publishing
All rights reserved
This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.
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Jake
“So, Mia,” I say, flashing my famous panty-melting grin that I know gets all of the girls wet, “tell me a little more about your orgasms.”
“Jake!” Mia gasps as if my question shocks her, biting her lower lip as her cheeks redden.
That’s how a lot of women respond when they first come on my show. But by the end of the segment, I guarantee Mia’s cheeks won’t be red from embarrassment anymore. They’ll be flushed bright pink with straight up ecstasy as she comes—really fucking hard—screaming my name the entire time.
Whoa, wait, you say? What kind of show is this, you ask? Let me tell you. But I can’t promise I won’t make you a wet, horny mess by the time I’m finished, and you’ll be thanking me for it.
So, yeah, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Jake Kent, host of the hit late-night talk show A Cunning Linguist. It’s the most watched cable show in the history of late-night television. With a name like A Cunning Linguist, you can only imagine why.
But just in case your imagination fails you, allow me to enlighten you. Let’s go back a couple years. Back to when I wrote a book by the same name. My book about expert sex techniques and pleasing women in bed was an international bestseller. Insanely successful. I’m talking Fifty Shades levels of flying off the shelves, virtual and print. Because every fucking woman in the entire world wanted to give her man the ultimate guidebook for going down on her.
Yeah, what can I say? I’m a fucking genius. What woman wouldn’t want a book about a good pussy licking? I bet just reading those words are making you wet right now. Am I right?
Wink.