Page 45 of Billionaire Retreat

“Nothing. I’m tired.”

“Me too. I hate to sound like a stick in the mud, but I have an early meeting tomorrow.”

“Aww... so you’re done stalking me on set.”

“My stalker days are over. After all, you agreed to have dinner with me so I think you’re coming around.”

He held out his hand to me and I took it. We walked out of the restaurant still holding hands. His nearness and the full moon reminded me of our moonlight tryst so long ago. It had been a balmy evening just like this one when I had crept into his room.

I looked at him and he looked at me, clearly we were thinking the same thing.

“Would it be too forward to invite you to my place?”

“Would it be too forward to accept?”

He smiled wickedly at me and opened the car door. I slid in, taking my time to rub against his body as I did.

“You’re trouble, Nina.”

“And you like it, Griffin.”

I heard him chuckle as he closed the door. Nina Charles, what are you getting yourself into? I thought.