Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Get back into bed, baby,” he suggested, nudging me toward the door with a pat on my butt. “You need all the rest you can get before your appointment in a few hours.”
I had gotten a ton of sleep last night since I’d apparently passed out on the way home, but I still yawned. “Only because you wore me out again.”
“I need to get as much of you as I can before your new job takes you away from me during the day.”
“They haven’t offered me the position yet,” I reminded him.
“But they will.”
His faith in me was a big boost to my confidence. Although I’d been sad to leave St. Maarten, I was looking forward to my interview at K-Corp. I was trying not to get my hopes up too much, but I had a feeling I would leave their headquarters with a job offer later today. “From your lips to their ears…but only figuratively. I don’t want you to make any calls to smooth the way for me.”
“Are you sure? I could—”
I pressed my finger against his lips to cut him off. “Nope, I already moved in with you way too early. Take that win because you’re not going to interfere with my job search, no matter how many billionaires with planes you know.”
He nipped at the tip of my finger, and I yanked my hand away. “I don’t know that many.”
“Oh really?” I asked, tilting my head and quirking a brow.
“Jeremy is more a friend of Rigby’s than mine since he’s known him since way back when he was a little kid in Wisconsin. I just got lucky that he was in New York City and not using his jet anytime soon,” Ames argued as he guided me back into the bedroom.
I climbed onto the mattress and pulled the blankets up with a grin. “What about the owner of your team?”
“Lennox Madison?” He flashed me a sheepish smile. “Yeah, I guess he counts as another billionaire I know who owns his own plane.”
I narrowed my eyes. “And I’m willing to bet that if you thought really hard, you could come up with at least one more.”
“Hmm.” He tapped his finger against his bottom lip. “I better not take that bet because you’re definitely right, especially since he’s married to the daughter of the man who owns the company where you’re interviewing.”
I planted my fists on my hips. “Promise me, no interfering. I want to get this job on my own.”
“If that’s what you really want, I won’t call Lennox and ask him for a favor.”
“Thank you.” With that settled, I watched him stride out of the bedroom. Curling around a pillow, I drifted in and out of a light sleep for the next half hour. Then the scent of breakfast filled my nostrils, and my eyes blinked open. Ames stood at the side of the bed with a tray in his hands.
“Breakfast in bed again?” I asked.
“Damn straight,” he confirmed with a wink. “Gotta keep my woman happy now that you agreed to live with me.”
Piling the pillows behind my back so that I could sit up, I quirked my brow with a grin. “I’m not sure that I agreed so much as went along with the plans that you and my mom already made for me.”
“Which is why I’m going to do my best to make sure you never regret your decision,” he quipped as he bent to set the tray on the mattress next to me.
“I’ll let you in on a secret.” I leaned forward to brush a kiss against his cheek before he moved my mug of coffee to the bedside table. “Keep the mind-blowing orgasms coming, and you won’t have to worry about a thing.”
“No worries there, baby. Stuff like breakfast in bed is just an added perk to living with me. Screaming my name while I make you come is the real advantage.”
“So cocky,” I murmured before popping a ripe berry into my mouth.
“Which is exactly how you like me,” he retorted, reaching over to grab one of the plates with an omelet.
“I have to admit that I’m a big fan of your cock…iness.”
He chuckled. “And I’m a big fan of your sassiness, baby.”
“That’s a good thing because I came by it naturally,” I teased before taking a bite of my omelet.
“Having met your mom, I’m sure you did.”
I giggled so hard that I almost choked on my food. Ames patted my back until I could breathe again, and our conversation died down so we could concentrate on finishing our breakfast. After we finished, we cuddled until it was time for me to prepare for my interview.
Having been pampered on a tropical island for the past several days, I practically glowed with good health. Although that might also have been due to all of the fantastic orgasms.