Touch Me (The Billionaire's Secrets Book 1) by Kayla C. Oliver

Author:Kayla C. Oliver [Oliver, Kayla C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-17T03:00:00+00:00

I loosened my tie and ruffled my hair a little, trying to unwind after the day. It had been a doozy, thanks to my asshole friend Trent.

That bastard’s really going to make me work for it, I thought grudgingly.

It wasn’t like that was a surprise, but you would think that he’d understand my position on S&W. They were the bane of my existence—didn’t that warrant a little discretion on his part, then? But no. The asshole was still going to meet with them while I was trying to woo him like some medieval matching ritual.

The whole thing irked me.

Let it go, I tried to tell myself. He’s doing this deliberately to piss you off.

That was probably the truth about the whole thing. Trent didn’t like to just hand things to people on silver platters, because he’d never had such opportunities himself. It had been a fluke that the two of us had ever crossed paths, and we were so different that it was a bigger fluke that we were friends.

And I was at least partially willing to admit that that made him a hell of a good guy. Not that I was ever going to tell him that, especially while he was jerking me around like this.

I took the limo that night so that I could go to the bar and get wasted at my discretion. It wasn’t something I did often, but I figured I’d earned it today.

Trent was playing hardball.

Alexander, my driver, dropped me off outside the White Wave Lounge, a classier joint than its name indicated. It was a little place tucked into a boring brick building façade with a door slapped on the front that looked about as inviting as a sword-wielding Cambodian lady—in other words, not at all.

But once you got past that rickety old door and went down the steps, it was a whole different world down there. Soft lighting, plush burgundy couches, hand-carved wooden tables, and a bar. And a liquor selection that would make even the most expert of drinkers gasp in awe.

It was a ritzy place without catering to the ignorant, the uninitiated, or the unadventurous. It was my kind of place.

I thanked Alexander and reminded him to be on standby for whenever I called. “It’ll probably be a late night,” I told him.

He nodded. “Yes, sir. I’ll be here.”

I headed down the concrete stairs and met the bouncer at the entrance. I showed him my ID for formality’s sake only. He recognized me and even greeted me by name. “There’s space at the bar, Mr. Reid, but a table is tucked in the back left corner if you’d like it. Just ask the bartender.”

“Thanks, Kellen.”

“Of course, Mr. Reid.”

I headed inside and saw that, while there were plenty of customers there, things were calm. The tables along the walls were mostly occupied, several chairs even pulled up to accommodate additional guests, but Kellen was right. There were several available seats at the bar. The bar went nearly the entire length of

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