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“Doing what?” His mouth is made for the kind of sin I haven’t yet managed to get up close and personal with. I don’t know how I know this, but I do.
“I’m afraid that’s none of your business.” Cuddling up with Colleen Hoover in my California-king-sized helping of Egyptian cotton, thank you very much.
“Have a drink with me.”
I keep walking, flustered by the sheer magnetism radiating off the man. Something about the look of him, the slow smile, the Rolex—ugh, he’s obviously loaded—are freaking me out. I know for a fact he’s right. He could give me better. I don’t know much about anything but even I know that. “Maybe another time.”
My pulse flutters. A low heat simmers. Some sixth sense whispers: him. He’s the kind of guy you want to cash in your V-card with. Right there.
I keep walking.
Go back! Take him up on his offer, girl! Would you look at that guy?
The last thing I need right now is a one-night stand with a smug, bossy ego-maniac who’s probably got a wife and kids back in Connecticut.
I try to silence the voice of my inner sex goddess—who doesn’t get the opportunity to make appearances very often but here she suddenly freaking is—and right now she’s insisting: what you need is to get thoroughly laid by that big, sexy tomcat.
Shit. I’m getting…hot. Just from the heated gaze of a total stranger.
I feel…tingly and…wet.
Before I do something I’ll wildly regret, I head toward the lobby, glancing back at him once more.
He’s still watching me and he has a sort of dejected look on his face. Mixed with all that alpha gorgeousness, his disappointment is almost…cute.
I hurry inside to the elevator, pressing the fourth floor button.
I get to my room and order room service and a glass of champagne because I feel reckless and it’s a better option than jumping into bed with the loaded Casanova downstairs.
Is it?
Yes.
I have a lot to celebrate. I surfed today. I learned things.
I saw a real live alpha male in the wild.
I congratulate myself on my restraint. Of course I’d regret a one-night stand with a random stranger. Even if it was the first time in my life my body has reacted to a man like that, that doesn’t mean I’m cut out for sex without strings. I’m a girl on a mission. I need to keep my eye on the ball.
I’ve made the right decision.
No, you haven’t! He would have been an absolute BEAST in bed. How often do you come across men who have I WILL GIVE YOU LOTS OF ORGASMS practically tattooed across their forehead?
By the time I mentally shoo my inner sex goddess away and sit out on my balcony, glass in hand as I peek down at the table at the far end of the patio, Mr. Swagger is gone.
3
Fuck, I love this office.
Floor-to-ceiling glass on the nineteenth floor of a midtown skyscraper definitely has a way of making you feel like you’ve made it. And maybe I have.
My father might have been skeptical, but we’ve just received this quarter’s financials and we are definitely going places.
I started this company without my old man’s support and without his approval. Without his backing or his checkbook. And I’m already on my way to being worth more than he ever was.
I have a knack for investing, for zeroing in on a stock or a company that’s about to take off and getting in at the right time. So do my brothers.
So did my father.
