The Billionaire's Fake Fiancee - Lauren Wood Page 0,15
both recover, then slid out and collapsed down onto the bed. She curled up next to me with my still-hard shaft laid out over her thigh. Getting one last good grab at her breasts, I added, “Fuck. I didn’t expect you to be such an animal in bed. If I had known, maybe I wouldn’t have been so quick to write you off after coffee.”
Her content smile faded into a scowl.
“I’m only kidding!”
She rolled over onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. “What the hell just happened?” she laughed. “One minute I was storming away from you … and then the next …”
“Forgive me. I could just tell you were aching for it, and I can’t stand to see a woman as beautiful as you in need,” I explained.
She turned her head back towards me. “You’re a real asshole, you know that? So full of yourself.”
“You may have told me once or twice already,” I winked.
I slowly felt my heavy eyelids start to close, until I was suddenly jerked awake by Kate slapping me on the arm.
“Hey!” she shouted. “What are you doing?”
“Going to sleep,” I shrugged in surprise. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“No. No way. Things were already complicated enough before we slept together. Now you want to have a sleepover? That’s a horrible idea.”
I never thought I would be the one talking a woman into a sleepover, but to my surprise, my lips parted…
“Relax, Kate.” I brushed my hand along her hair, moving a few strands from her face and then stroking her cheek. “We’re grownups. We fucked. And now we’re tired. We’ll get up in the morning. Maybe have breakfast. Then go our separate ways until Saturday. It doesn’t have to be complicated at all.”
She batted her lashes under my touch, staring intently into my eyes. I stared back and swallowed hard from the intensity, doing my best to hold onto my own words.
“Okay,” she said with the most adorable little sigh. She curled back into me and closed her eyes.
When I woke up the next morning with her warm skin draped across me, I didn’t want to move. Rarely did I enjoy sleepovers or the morning after. But there was something so pure about laying there with Kate. Which made zero sense, since she might have been the craziest chick I ever met.
Slowly she stirred awake and stretched up, tilting her face towards the light streaming in through the window behind her bed.
“Don’t move!” I blurted. “I mean. Freeze. Just like that.”
I jumped out of bed and searched for my jeans on the floor, pulling out my phone. I opened up the camera and started snapping pictures.
“What are you doing?” she laughed.
“You looked way too perfect just then. I wanted to catch it.” And in the back of my mind I was thinking I wanted to remember the one time I actually didn’t feel anxious about waking up next to a woman.
“Is that one of your lines? Like a thing you do to women to trick them into falling for you?” she asked, sitting up.
I snapped another photo, capturing the perfect way her breasts spilled out in front of her and her hair flowed around her shoulders.
“Contrary to what you might think, it’s never my intention to make anyone fall in love with me. But one thing I definitely don’t do is discuss other women while I’m still in bed with one,” I told her, climbing next to her and kissing her lips.
Maybe a sweet kiss in the sober light of day was blurring way too many boundaries. But at that moment, I didn’t care.
Kate said she was too late for work to have breakfast, which I recognized for the excuse it was. I had used it enough times myself. But I didn’t have to worry. I had the promise of seeing her Saturday. I hopped in my car after leaving her place and drove straight to Joey’s. I figured the whole situation would be better explained in person.
He answered the door with a surprised smile. “Oh. Hey man. I wasn’t expecting to see you this morning.” He showed me in, checking his watch. “Aren’t you normally at the gym by now?”
“Got my workout in last night,” I replied. “Hey, do you have plans on Saturday? Or … more importantly, does Olivia have plans on Saturday?”
He shot me a blank look. “She’s a one year old.”
“I was hoping I could take her to this picnic,” I explained.
“Oh. Sure. I’ll check with Angel and see if there’s anything