The Billionaire's Fake Girlfriend - Part 1 (The Billionaire Saga) by Sierra Rose

Author:Sierra Rose [Rose, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing
Published: 2015-10-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Back in the room, we decided to do a tequila shot. We agreed to just one.

I seductively looked into Marcus’s eyes and softly ran my fingers across his lips. “You know how this works, right? Lick-sip-suck.

He shook his head, grinning.

After his shot, I put some salt on his neck, then I put the lemon wedge in his mouth. His eyes widened as I put the shot in his pants just above the zipper.

“Rebecca, I’m not going to be able to sleep with you in the same room.”

“Am I getting you all hot and bothered? That’s only supposed to work for real girlfriends, right?”

He laughed.

I licked the salt seductively off his ear. He let out a soft moan as my tongue ran up his earlobe. Then I knelt and slammed down the tequila. I swear I could hear his heart racing as I sucked the lemon wedge out of his mouth.

It was so erotic, so sensual.

“You’re teasing me,” he said.

When he went to kiss me, I stopped him.

“No, no. That’s only when the cameras are around. I don’t see any cameras around, do you? ”

He pulled me close. “You’re so fucking hot.”

I gazed into his eyes and softly kissed his lips. “Goodnight, Marcus.”

* * *

I had my weird dragon dream again. Only this time, it wasn’t the dragon that turned into a jigsaw, it was me. The last thing I saw were its ocean-green eyes as a million little pieces of me fell, scorched and burning, back to earth.

I jerked awake, clutching my chest and panting.

Fuck dreams.

I’d slept all night without waking up even once. Pulling on my complimentary bathrobe, I tiptoed down the hall and peeked into the living room. The couch was already neatly made, and there was a note on the pillow. Even after only a few weeks, I already recognized Marcus’ messy scrawl:

Gone to pick up something in town.

Breakfast is on the table.

Gala starts at three.

I’ve been smiling all morning. I can’t stop thinking about you.

- Marcus

I smiled. Was he really thinking about me? Or was it all part of the act? I glanced up at the table to where a plate of fruit and croissants were laid out next to some juice. Nestled up behind the morning newspaper was a bag of Cheetos. I grinned as I crinkled the bag, but I was also slightly relieved that Marcus wasn’t here. After what happened yesterday on the beach…I had no earthly idea what I would say.

It was just a kiss. It never got any further. We never let it get any further. It was tender and passionate, and it took my breath away, but it was just a kiss.

Except…it was so much more.

In the land of Marcus and Rebecca, if two people kissed and no one was there to see it, did it really happen?

I grabbed the bag of Cheetos and headed back to my bedroom, shoving the question firmly from my mind. I didn’t know the answer. All I did know was that the gala was in just a few hours…and we both had a job to do.

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