The Billionaire's Wife

And if you have, was that body just the right warmth for you and made you think of cuddling on cold winter

nights? Well yeah, that’s what this one just did to me and I knew I was a goner. I couldn’t even feel my damn legs.

I must’ve spaced out for a second because the next thing I knew he was whispering in my ear that it was okay. I blinked him back into focus and tried to concentrate, but he’d just fucked me up and I knew it.

Chance

“Go on inside princess, I’ll be there in a minute.” I was pleased to see that she walked away on unsteady legs and even had to reach her hand out to the wall once before righting herself again.

I went back inside after getting my wayward dick under control and we both acted like nothing happened, like our lives hadn’t just changed in that dank little alleyway. I dug into my salad before she brought out my veal and I inhaled that too.

The headache I’d had for the past few weeks when that noose was tightening around my neck was gone and so was my lackluster attitude.

I knew what I had to do. I’ve never been one to let the grass grow under my feet and I wasn’t about to start now. Granted my attitude in business didn’t apply here, but then again why shouldn’t it?

For the next few days I straightened up my business affairs, before going to her each evening. There wasn’t a repeat of the kiss because I wasn’t too fond of blue balls. But since I knew the wait wouldn’t be for too long, I figured I could hold out.

We played our little game of flirtation while I asked her all about herself. I’m not sure if she knew what I was up to since I always made the questions seem so casual.

The more I got to know her, the harder I fell in love. Beneath that brazen attitude was a woman with a heart of gold, and a body made for sin. After that first morning I’d restrained myself from jerking off. Not that my dick wasn’t in constant need of attention. But I just preferred to wait for her.

By the morning of day five I’d finally put the finishing touches on the merger and cleared my calendar for the next month. Something that caused quite a stir since I’ve never been away from work longer than a few days here and there.

I walked into the restaurant that evening and went straight to her. I didn’t care that everyone’s eyes were on us when I reached for her hand. “Come with me.”

“What are you doing rich boy?” She tugged at her arm as I pulled her along behind me out to the sidewalk.

What am I doing? I wish like hell I knew. I haven’t done anything the conventional way since the day I saw her out the window.

Today once everything was squared away I’d made up my mind that I wasn’t going to wait to have her. I’m back to not sleeping, but for a whole other reason this time. That shit has got to end.

“I can’t stay long I’ve got customers.”

“No you don’t.” Not if I have my way you won’t. “Where are you taking me?”

“We’re going to get married.” She pulled up short stopping us both in our tracks.

“I don’t recall agreeing to marry you.

“I don’t recall asking, now get in the car.”

She looked back towards the restaurant where some of her coworkers were watching us through the glass window before I put her in the car and got in beside her.

I waited until we were closed in with the driver standing guard outside before turning to her.

“Alana, I’m going to ask you something that’s going to sound really crazy, but I’m asking you to trust me.” I can’t believe I’m about to say this shit. I feel like an ass but I need to hear her say it.

“Do you like me?” I had to lift her chin so I could see her eyes. I’ve come to realize that what she’s feeling is always there.

“Oh shit…you can’t ask me that, that’s so embarrassing.” She held her cheeks as though they’d grown hot. She wasn’t acting anything like my mouthy little brat and I knew it was because she was nervous.

“Your answer could mean the difference to the rest of your life. Sometimes in life, you’ve got to take a chance. I’m about to take the biggest one I’ve ever taken in my life. I’m asking you again. Do you like me?”

“Yes, but damn, you don’t go around asking people those kinda questions.” She still refused to look at me, but at least she had her sass back.

“Look at me baby. Why?” I turned her face towards me with a finger under her chin.