Falling for the Billionaire (One Night Stand #5)(5)By: J. S. Cooper & Helen Cooper
“Lacey, right? I don’t know your last name.” He grinned at me and stared down at my outfit. “I didn’t know you were a waitress.” His eyes surveyed my outfit and I could see from his wicked grin that he was trying to picture me without my clothes on. My body grew hot as he stared at me, and I wanted to groan. Why did he have such an effect on me? I barely knew him, had only met him once before in my life, yet I felt like I’d known him forever and every part of my body wanted to get to know him a whole lot better.
“I’m not really a waitress.” I shrugged. “I just took the gig for the night to make some extra money.”
“I see,” he said and nodded in that way that told me he didn’t really believe me. “You’re a waitress for the night, huh?”
“Yes, this is my first time.” I made a face at him. “I’m really a writer,” I continued, stressing the word writer. Though I felt like a bit of a fake saying that. Was I really a writer, if I’d never actually finished a book or had one published?
“I see,” he said again with a cocky look. I wanted to ask him what exactly he was seeing and if he was always a condescending jerk, but I didn’t. Of course I didn’t. I wasn’t that crazy.
“I have to get back to work,” I said and stepped away from him, my heart racing as I glanced into his light, brightly shining green eyes. I licked my lips nervously as I stared at him. Oh my God, why did he have to be so sexy and handsome?
“So, should I take my pants off now?” He gazed at me with a challenging look.
“What?” I asked him in confusion, swallowing hard as I stared down at his well-fitting black slacks. God, but he had strong, sexy legs.
“You said you wanted to get back to work? I thought you meant you wanted to get back to servicing me.”
“Get back to?” I raised an eyebrow up at him. “I don’t believe I ever started!” I wanted to groan at my words. Why was I encouraging him in this stupidity?
“Then you’re not doing your job well, are you?” He licked his lips seductively, and I swallowed hard and took a step back.
“You really are a pig, aren’t you?” I asked him, my voice confident even though my insides were weak.
“No. Just honest.” He reached over and ran his fingertips across my trembling lips. “I would love to feel your lips on me.”
“What?” I almost screeched, and he laughed loudly as I took a quick bite of his fingertip and snarled at him.
“Oh, Lacey.” He grinned at me and winked as he pulled his fingers away from my lips. “This is going to be a lot of fun.”
“What’s going to be a lot of fun?” I asked dumbly, resisting both the urges to slap him and to kiss him.
“You’ll see.” He winked again and then cleared his throat. He pulled me toward him and I felt the warmth of his body pressed against mine for a few seconds. I could feel my heart beating erratically against his chest as we stood there. He leaned his head down and I felt his lips next to my ear, his breath warm as his lips casually touched my skin. “Now you’ll have to excuse me, I have guests to attend to,” he whispered into my ear. I almost jumped at the feel of his warm breath on my cheek.
“This is your party?” I asked him, my jaw dropping as I pulled away. I’d known he was rich but hadn’t known he was this rich. Whoa!
“Yes,” he said with a smirk. “Welcome to my humble abode.” He gave a small bow and then straightened up again. “It’s been a pleasure meeting you again, Lacey. Until next time.” He nodded at me and then walked to the door, leaving me standing there, gazing after him like a lost puppy dog as he left the room. I swallowed hard and sighed as I watched after him. I needed to call Eliza to tell her what had just happened. She’d never believe me. I almost didn’t believe me. What had just happened? And why did I feel so hot and bothered?
My head felt all a muddle as I stood there, my body shaking. I couldn’t believe that my first waitressing job was here, working for Henry James. When I’d met him at a flag football game a couple of weeks before, I’d never really expected to see him again. He was the half-brother of some rich guy named Xander, who was married to Liz, a friend I’d recently made. He’d been sarcastic and cocky and I’d taken an instant dislike to him, maybe because I’d found him to be too attractive and unnerving. And I hadn’t appreciated the way he’d looked at me, like I was a piece of meat. It was disconcerting seeing him here tonight. I had to admit that he’d been on my mind—and in my dreams, a couple of times—since meeting him. I swallowed hard as I stood there, wondering what would have happened if I had reached over to take his pants off, instead of acting disgusted and shocked by his comment. I shook my head at myself and my thoughts and hurried out of the room so I could go back to work. My face was burning as I hurried back to the kitchen. I knew exactly what we’d be doing if I had reached over to his pants. A part of me couldn’t stop myself from wishing that I had been brave enough to stay in the room and let Henry James do whatever he had wanted to do to me.
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