Catching the Billionaire by Elizabeth Blakely

Author:Elizabeth Blakely
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-03-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Brandon

“Is that her?” Tristan asked. His gaze was focused on where Staci and her cousin were chatting near the wall of windows overlooking the backyard.

After the game, we’d headed to a party at one of our teammate’s houses. It was smaller than my home, but most were. Some of the guys on the team made good money and leveraged their brand and investments, but they weren’t billionaires.

“Yeah. That’s her.”

He turned his attention back to the makeshift bar, where I’d requested two waters and a glass of wine. “Who’s the other blonde?” he asked.

I raised an eyebrow. “Why? Is the Monk considering breaking his vow of celibacy?” I teased, though we all knew it was true. Tristan was completely devoted to football.

He shrugged. “Just curious. She looks more like your usual type.”

“And what’s that?” I asked, though I didn’t really care. All I wanted was to talk to Staci, to steal a few moments with her.

“Well, she looks like the perfect arm candy, the perfect trophy wife.”

I frowned. “And that’s my type?”

I marveled at the difference between the two women. Where her cousin was airbrushed to perfection and wore the latest designer clothes, Staci was down-to-earth and comfortable in her natural beauty. Her cousin Charlotte might fit the profile of the women I’d been photographed with in the past, but Staci was actually closer to my type.

“Honestly,” he sighed, “I’m not sure what your type is since you never date anyone for real. But with the way you’re looking at Staci, I’m thinking she could be it.”

I grunted, tipping the bartender. While most of our teammates were drinking alcohol, Tristan and I weren’t. So, what if we’d won the game? This wasn’t the time to party; it was time to buckle down.

The only reason I was even here was to make sure they didn’t get themselves into too much trouble. And it was an excuse to spend time with Staci. Though I was beginning to question the wisdom of my decision. I didn’t like how many guys had approached her or offered her drinks in the short time I’d been gone. First of all, she was underage. And second, she was mine.

I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. What was wrong with me? When it came to Staci, it was like she triggered some instinct in me to go all caveman. I felt completely out of control, and I absolutely hated it.

“You okay?” Tristan placed a hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged him off, more annoyed with myself than anything else. This wasn’t part of the plan. I wasn’t supposed to fall for her.

“I’m fine,” I said, grabbing the drinks. “Let me introduce you.”

I pushed my way through the crowd, the music thumping and the bodies shaking.

“Staci,” I said, ambling over to her.

She smiled when she spotted me, and I felt some of my earlier stress fade away. I wrapped my arm around her waist, surprised by how natural the action felt. And I was pleased when she didn’t tense or attempt to pull away.

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