Summer of Love: The Billionaire's Baby (A BWWM Hollywood Superstar Love Story) by Imani King

Author:Imani King
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Romantic Comedy, Multicultural, United States, New Adult & College, African American, Multicultural & Interracial, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2015-08-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12: Blake

They say money doesn't buy happiness. They're right. I grew up with every material thing a person could want. I went to the best schools, I spent time in the most refined company, I traveled the world from early childhood, and I never wanted for anything tangible. But up until that day on the beach with Natasha Ray and then the first part of our week in Italy - well, I'm no longer sure anything from my past could have matched how she made me feel. Having your basic needs met - even in a very luxurious way - is one thing. Connecting with another person the way I connected with Natasha, wanting to be with that person above all others and knowing that they feel exactly the same way - nothing beats that. Nothing even comes close.

We flew to Italy less than forty-eight hours after our afternoon at the beach. Witnessing her nervous excitement and anticipation was more thrilling for me than literally anything I could have done alone.

She spent the drive from the airport to the villa curled into a ball in the passenger seat, screaming with a combination of excitement and real fear at the crazy Italian drivers and hiding her face in her hands in a way that made it almost impossible to actually concentrate on the driving. When we arrived she got out of the car and stood there for what must have been five minutes in the villa's courtyard with her face turned up to the sun, basking in the scent of vineyards and summer. When she turned to me, the expression of wonder on her face made me feel like my heart was going to burst.

"Oh my God, Blake. It smells so beautiful - the air is so...soft."

I couldn't stop myself - I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly against my chest. I'd been coming to Villa Ambra, one of my parents' properties, for as long as I could remember - they have leather-bound photo albums full of pictures of me and my siblings playing in the pool, picking grapes straight off the vine and stuffing our faces full of Tuscan cuisine. But seeing it with Natasha was like seeing it for the first time. She noticed everything, so many little details that I'd somehow managed to miss. Even her very first comment about the 'soft' air - she was right, as soon as she said it I was struck by how right she was - and by the fact that I'd somehow never managed to notice it myself.

We spent that afternoon walking around the estate holding hands as I pointed out various landmarks and plants, often relaying little stories from my childhood that related to them.

"That fountain - the nanny caught my brother and I pissing in it when I was about five. We only did it because we'd been in Brussels the previous week with my father and one of our tutors took us to see the Manneken Pis-"

"The Manneken what?" Natasha broke in.

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