Shopping for a Billionaire 3 by Julia Kent

Author:Julia Kent [Kent, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: BBW Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Fiction, General, Genre Fiction, Humorous, Literature & Fiction, New Adult, New Adult & College, Romance, Romantic Comedy
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

My words hang there as he stares at me a few beats longer than normal. My heart is throbbing about two feet lower on my body, our eyes connecting for seconds longer than they should, the air warm and charged.

“You learn everything you need to know,” he declares.

“Then you now know that I will turn you into a Viagra eater in a crisis.”

He wants to laugh but doesn’t let himself. “I think, in a true emergency, that you click out of this insecure mode you live in and the core person inside picks up.”

I lean forward on my elbow, pushing my plate away, and reach for my wine. Two sips later and I ask, “Tell me more about this core.” My actual core pulses from down below, wanting him to touch it. I could give him GPS coordinates at this point. Hell, I could take my leftover food on my plate and create a food sculpture map to help him.

“You first. Tell me what you think about me.” What guy does this? HUH?

“What I think about you? You’re a superman, Declan. You’re Hot Guy. I’m Toilet Girl. I’m wondering why”—I gesture around the room—“you picked me.”

“Tsk tsk,” he chides. “That’s not what I asked.”

“Okay, what I think about you.”

“What you think about me. Not what you think about ‘Declan McCormick.’” Yes, he uses finger quotes. “What you think about me.” His eyes are soulful. Serious. Contemplative and evaluative. He’s asking a very different question in those eyes than he’s saying with his mouth.

“You. Just…you. Not the image. The man.”

His lids close and he lets out a long sigh. “Yes.”

“I think you’re an enigma because I don’t know you that well.” His eyes fly open. “And yet I feel like I’ve known your forever.” He reaches for my hand and I grasp his, hard.

“I feel the closest I’ve ever felt to being myself when I’m with you. Whoever that is. You don’t judge me. You don’t shame me or act like I’m the outsider in everything. You don’t use sarcasm like it’s a tool or a weapon, and you speak so plainly and clearly it’s like you’ve invented a new language.”

The room goes still. The lighthouse light stops. We’re lit by candle and the flicker makes shadows shimmer across his face in a pattern that burns into my memory as it unfolds. I will never forget this moment until the day I die, which will hopefully be when we are in our nineties, in bed after making love, and holding hands.

“You’re this bad-boy billionaire—” He starts to protest and I hold up a hand, brushing my fingers against his lips. “That’s what your image says. Billionaire. You’re the jet-setting Boston Magazine society pages poster boy whose father built a crazy-massive empire. You’re one of the Bachelor Brothers everyone talks about. You and Andrew and Terrance are all over the local blogs, the free grocery-store newspapers, the Boston Globe, all the magazines. Women like Jessica Coffin want to marry you and

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