Racing Heart (The Billionaire Brothers 1) by Victoria Villeneuve

Author:Victoria Villeneuve [Villeneuve, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Diamond Star Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

There was nothing, Megan reflected as she coaxed yet warmer water from Jake’s shower, to make a girl feel more lusted after than being woken up by a man with a gentle tongue between her legs.

And nothing as likely to see that same man pushed gently aside than a thumping, dizzying hangover like this one.

Jake had taken the refusal well, and helped her with her symptoms. Water, juice and strong coffee helped wash down painkillers before breakfast omelets and warm, fresh, artisanal bread filled them both up. It was only 8:45 by the time she stepped out of the shower, feeling markedly better, but Jake had already returned the Lamborghini, made breakfast and got himself ready for work.

Unwilling to rush someone recovering both from a hangover and from the intensity of their sex sessions – which came eventually to number three, he recalled with a wicked grin – Jake gently helped Megan into her clothes and got them out of the door. His sporty, black Acura waited in his secondary parking place.

“This’ll have to do, I’m afraid,” he quipped as he opened the door for her.

“It’s no Lamborghini, but I’m sure it gets you from A to B.”

She was, it was now certain, going to be quite late for her 10am Pharmacology class, unless she chose to show up in last night’s slinky black dress. New underwear were an absolute requirement, anyway. Dropping her off at her apartment, Jake delayed her for a long kiss before escorting her to her door.

“What can I say, Jake?”

“’Thank you’ is traditional, but I should be thanking you,” he replied. “I can’t believe after all this time that we...”

She put a finger to his lips, the better to avoid his putting their evening into words which would feel only tawdry in the morning’s uncompromisingly clear light.

“Can I call you tonight?” he asked. “I’ll be in New York.”

She rolled her eyes. “Jet-setter... Yes, you may call me. Not too late, though. I think it’s going to be an early night for me.” If she looked as exhausted as she felt, Megan reasoned, then there could be no greater contrast between the stunning girl he had picked up in his Lamborghini last night and this worn-out, next-morning Megan he was depositing back at her apartment. It did nothing to help her feel attractive, but she couldn’t really care less. If this was to be the cost of such a night, then so be it.

“OK.” He kissed her cheek. “Thanks, again. I had a great time.”

“Me too.”

Erica was up and watching terrible morning TV, spooning cereal and intermittently brushing her hair. “Good morning, lover girl!” she said brightly.

Megan padded quietly through to her room, her only gesture a palms-down ‘take it easy’ which Erica correctly interpreted as sure signs of a severe hangover. There were the sounds of drawers being opened and a few curse words, probably linked to Megan’s glancing at the clock, before she emerged wearing jeans and a hoodie with BOSTON STRONG emblazoned on the front.

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