The Billionaire Game 2 by Monroe Lila

Author:Monroe, Lila [Monroe, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: romance
Publisher: Supernova Publishing
Published: 2015-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

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Thanks to that dear old friend and life partner, alcohol, nothing went wrong for quite some time.

Asher and Grant traded stories of college days and the escapades they had gotten themselves into, including Grant getting stuck on a fire escape in his underwear, and Asher trying to rescue him, only for his bowtie to get caught on the rusty metal, leaving them both trapped until the girls’ basketball team happened to be passing by to catch their bus for the early morning game.

Lacey and I provided appropriate shocked faces and giggles before trading a pair of mischievous grins, deciding to let these amateurs know how irresponsible college escapades were really done. By the time we finished our own story about the policeman, the Victorian ball gown, the mosh pit, the wheelchair race, and the Buy One Get Two Free margarita night at the local karaoke bar, Grant and Asher’s mouths were hanging open like they’d decided to switch careers and go into the fly catching business.

And we hadn’t even gotten to the part with the monkey yet.

The story trading went back and forth, all of us trying to top each other or else prove that one of the others was stretching the truth. I relaxed into my chair, savoring the food and the companionship, my worries melting away.

This was what life was supposed to be like: good wine, good friends, good conversation. There was a lovely warmth singing through my body that was one part the fine Merlot and another part the way Asher’s arm had come to rest proprietarily on the back of my chair. I smiled up at him as he talked, almost dazed by the way his eyes sparkled with light and life, by the way he tossed his hair as he laughed at something I said. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this content.

No, things didn’t really start to take a turn for the worst until dessert arrived.

“You’re eating that wrong,” Asher said as I dug into my crème brulee.

I raised an eyebrow, still chewing. This was the good stuff—you could tell the caramel crust had been made by sprinkling sugar on top of the custard rather than using a pre-made caramel disc, and the custard itself wasn’t off-the-shelf vanilla but flavored with cinnamon, orange zest, and hint of rum and raisin.

“I’m using my mouth, aren’t I?” I said after I had swallowed—I must be getting more mature and professional, since I resisted the urge to answer with my mouth open just to piss Asher off. “Traditionally I believe that’s the part of the human that’s supposed to do the eating. What have you been using?”

Asher rolled his eyes fondly. “You’re supposed to break the crust gently to release the heat, then take a small bite,” he said, as if I were an untutored savage he was trying to bring to the British court. “Not pour your milk on top and then use your spoon like an ice cream scoop to pop almost the entire thing in your mouth.

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