Worth Billions (Worth It 1)

“It’s three in the morning. Come on, stay the night. You can leave if you want to when you wake up.”

“I’m not staying in a house with a man that just pinned me to a bed.”

“In my defense, you slipped into bed with me and I thought you were an intruder. Which, technically, you still are.”

“An intruder you’re now inviting to stay with you?” she asked.

“Stay, Michelle. It’s not safe to be out there this late.”

“I’m not staying with someone I don’t know. I’d rather sleep on the street.”

She sighed and straightened her back as I held the strap of her duffel bag out to her.

“Look, I’m here settling Anton’s estate. Because he hand-picked me to do so. Does Anton seem like the kind of man that would pick some sort of womanizing pervert to handle his finances?”

The look on her face was still distrusting, though her body did turn towards me just a bit. A sign that she was opening up to the idea.

“Would Anton pick someone capable of harming a woman as the executor of his will?” I asked.

I watched her shoulders relax before her eyes fluttered closed.

“No,” she said. “He wouldn’t.”

“Look, I pinned you down because I was startled and thought you might have been armed. Then I kept you from screaming because the neighbors would have called the police and people would’ve come crashing through the doors. This is a nosy place, and the last thing I needed was the police arriving at three in the morning because of a screaming woman in my bed. That doesn’t look good in a small town.”

“That doesn’t look good, period.”

“I’m sorry for scaring you. Though next time you get into a bed, you might want to check it first.”

“Trust me, that is a lesson I won’t be forgetting,” she said.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but all this excitement has me wide awake. Are you thirsty? I sure am.”

I watched a small grin permeate her cheeks and it made her green eyes dance.

“What are you having?” Michelle asked.

“I was going to make myself some tea.”

“Is there any hot cocoa?”

Her voice was so small. So delicate. A stark contrast to her voice before when she was frightened. I swept my eyes over her one last time, taking in the sweet innocence of her face. Her round green eyes and her soft red hair. But that beautiful grown up body, was thick with womanly curves and aching for a man’s touch. I’d never be able to erase the sight of her perfect tits from my mind. Especially the way they bouncing on her body as she wiggled underneath me. A mesmerizing sight.

I felt my cock twitching back to life.

“If I know Anton there is,” I said. “Now, go find yourself a room. Just not mine. I actually did a good share of my growing up in that room.”

She smiled at me before she threw the strap of her bag over her shoulder, tugging it along with her. She had a lot of shit in that thing. Was that everything she owned? I watched her hips sway with each step she took as she turned the corner, then shoved my hand in my pants to rearrange myself.

Michelle was exciting. An enticing woman. But I still don’t know why the fuck I’d offered to let her to stay. But I wasn’t sure if I could handle any more excitement.

Something told me, however, that I might not have a choice

Chapter 6

Michelle

I dragged my stuff into the room next to—well, shit. I didn’t even know his name. I sighed as I dug through my bag, looking at the expanse of the king-size bed before my eyes. I’d never been in a bed that big. I thought the full-size mattress Andy and I used to sleep on was massive. But this bed could’ve swallowed that nasty thing whole.