The Billionaire Series Collection by Lila Monroe

Author:Lila Monroe [Monroe, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lila Monroe Books

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I woke slowly, like rising out of a warm cloud. I was sprawled on the expanse of Grant’s broad chest, his arm draped over my shoulders, and I felt so safe and secure in the shelter of his embrace. How could I ever have fought this? In this man’s arms was exactly where I belonged. All was right with the world.

“Sleep well?” he murmured, a sexily low morning rumble.

“Mmm, perfectly,” I said. I looked up at him, at that adorably sleep-rumpled morning hair, the print of the pillow on his cheek. He was sexy and disheveled and all, all mine.

He brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes and made a face. “Naughty hair. Kept me from seeing your lovely face.”

I blushed. “You have a lovely face.”

“Well, that’s a new one on me,” he said, not quite smirking yet. “And I beg to differ. Yours is the lovely one. It’s got lovely dark eyes—” he bopped my eyelids lightly—“a cute little nose—” another bop—“and an absolutely sinful mouth.”

His thumb stroked the edge of my lips, and I nipped it, drawing a growl from him that made my knees turn to jelly.

“And it’s got this lovely soft skin. In fact, you have lovely soft skin absolutely everywhere.” His hands began to roam, cupping my breasts. “I particularly like how it feels here—“

And then the phone rang.

I groaned and flopped face-down on his chest. “You should get that.”

I wasn’t looking at him, but I could hear the childish face he was making in his voice. “But it’s probably boring!”

I rolled off of him and sprawled on the silk sheets out of his reach. “Well, that’s the price of fake-being-with-me, Mister. You have to do lots of boring, grown-up, responsible things. It’s very high-maintenance. Think you can handle it?”

“I’d rather handle you,” he grumbled, and leaned over to blow a raspberry in my ear. I could feel his growing smile against my skin, though. “I think I can maybe make that sacrifice. Only for you, though.”

I tilted up my head for him to press a quick kiss to my lips. He took the opportunity to try to drag it out a bit longer, but pulled away when I gave him a playful shove, and took the bedside phone off the hook. He made a face at me as though I’d put salt in his Cocoa Puffs before answering.

“Yes, this is Grant Devlin. Look, the party was dragging, I wanted to show Lacey the grounds—well, I would have answered my cell, but it’s probably halfway down the stream on its way to Mexico by now—look, what was so important that you had to work your way down the list of phone numbers till you hit this one?”

A pause while the other person spoke, and Grant’s face went blank. All animation left his expression abruptly. He began to speak in monosyllables.

"Yes. I see. I can see that. No. I’ll deal with it. Yes. Bye.”

He put the phone down and stared off into the distance as if he had forgotten what came next.

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