The Billionaire's Secret Kiss by Ivy Layne

Author:Ivy Layne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ginger Quill Press

Chapter Eight

Ella

I floated through my day, trying to pretend to myself that I wasn't daydreaming about Noah. The night before had been . . . I have no words.

Familiar and yet new.

Back when Noah and I first started having sex, we'd been kids. Over the legal age, but not adults. Not really. What we’d lacked in knowledge, we'd made up for in enthusiasm.

I'd never been disappointed in Noah—not when we were in bed. Still, as good as it had been back then, now, sex with Noah was a whole different ballgame. I felt bad that the phone call had interrupted us that morning. I'd been treated to a spectacular orgasm thanks to Noah’s very talented mouth, and he'd been left with nothing.

I had plans to make it up to him.

He hadn't told me anything about where we were going, so I had no idea what to wear. I'd texted him that afternoon to ask, and his answer had been less than helpful.

There is no dress code. Wear whatever you want.

Noah was great in bed, but sometimes, I thought he didn't know much about women. I settled for a shift dress with spaghetti straps and a V-neckline. It wasn't short, exactly, but it hit a few inches above the knee with a swirly skirt that showed more leg when I moved my hips.

The dress itself wasn't a showstopper, though I thought I looked good in it. No, the real reason I chose it was what I was wearing beneath. I hadn't had much cause to wear lingerie in the past few years. What I was wearing I'd actually purchased a few months before Noah and I had split up, but because he hadn't had time to come home and I'd had a hard time getting out to California, he'd never seen it.

At the memory of our failure at long distance, I felt a twinge of unease.

But we were different people now, weren't we?

If we really wanted to, we could handle this. I needed to believe that was true.

I was touching up my lip gloss in the bathroom mirror when the buzzer at the front door rang. Tossing the lip gloss in a small purse, I grabbed my keys and hit the button on the intercom. "I'll be right down."

I opened the door to see Noah standing outside, wearing a navy blue suit and a blue- and green-patterned tie. Except for his college graduation, I'd never seen Noah in a suit. My mouth went dry at the sight of that lean, built body wrapped up in a perfectly tailored suit.

I liked Noah as he usually was, in his faded jeans and Converse high-tops, but I wouldn't complain if he wanted to dress up every once in a while. Not if this was the result.

I locked the door behind me and turned back to see him staring at me.

"What?"

He recovered himself and slid an arm around my waist to lead me to the car, parked just up the block in the entrance to the alley.

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