Falling for the Billionaire (One Night Stand #5)(8)

By: J. S. Cooper & Helen Cooper

“Why?” I shook my head at him, though I really wanted to say yes. “I’m going home.”

“So we can talk. Maybe have a drink.”

“No, thanks.” I rolled my eyes at him. “I know what a drink means.”

“So you were willing to have a drink with Tad, but not with me?” He looked annoyed. I just stared at him, trying not to smile at the slight jealousy I felt emanating from him.

“I guess that’s true.” I nodded. “But you ruined that.” I shrugged. “So now I’m going home.”

“If that’s what you want to do.”

“Yes, that’s what I want to do.” I smiled sweetly at him. “Have a good night, Henry.”

“You’re seriously just going to leave?” He frowned.

“Would you rather me not seriously leave?” I tried to joke with him to lessen the tension that was building up between us and making me feel uncomfortable.

Henry James just stood there, staring back at me, an unreadable expression on his face as I awkwardly made faces at him. I was being totally uncool and nerdy and I knew it. “I can make like a tree and leave if you want.” I cracked a joke, trying to make him smile, but still nothing. I shifted back and forth and gave him a weak smile. “So I think I’m going to go now…” I said and took a step back.

“If that’s what you really think you want.” He shrugged, his eyes staring at my face keenly. “Though, I don’t think that’s what you really want.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.” He gave me a small bow. “Bye.”

“What?” I blinked at him, feeling oddly dismissed.

“You can go now.”

“But…” I just stared at him and then shook my head. “Okay, bye.”

“Don’t run too quickly after Tad. You don’t want to look too eager.”

“Whatever,” I muttered under my breath as I turned around, feeling oddly frustrated. “See ya.”

“In your dreams, I’m sure,” he said, but I ignored him as I hurried away from his house and quickly toward my car.

“Asshole,” I hissed as I walked away, my mind spinning, wondering exactly what had just happened. I still wasn’t really sure what that encounter had been about, but I knew I had done the smartest thing for my own peace of mind. Yes, maybe I could have gone in for a drink and maybe I’d even have enjoyed his company, but I was pretty sure all he wanted from me was a night of hot passionate sex, and as great and exciting as that sounded, I wasn’t sure it would be smart for me to do that. I wasn’t sure I wanted my first real sexual experience to be with someone like Henry James. I had a feeling he would make it hard for any other guy to live up to and I didn’t need him to set a bar so high that it could never be met in the future by a guy who would commit to me. Because there was one thing I knew for sure: Henry James was not the sort of guy who was looking to settle down.

Chapter Two

“Let’s run away from here,” he said, his voice deep. “Let’s run away and start over. You can keep up with me, right?”

“Yes,” I said, but my brain was screaming at me, What are you thinking?

“Good.” He pulled me toward him, his green eyes focused on my face intently. “As long as you can keep my secrets, everything will be okay.”

“Do you love me?” I asked softly, and his eyes widened in that familiar sexy way.

“Let me show you how much I love you, Lacey,” he said, and I waited for that familiar ripple of excitement to pass through my body as he pulled me toward him. He kissed me deeply and I melted into him. “I have to go now, Lacey,” he said abruptly as he pulled away from me, and I could feel my heart racing in panic.

“Wait, Henry! Don’t go,” I said, pleading as I felt him drifting away from me, fading into oblivion. My body started to grow cold as he disappeared. “Don’t go!” I cried out, fighting the light as I felt my body stirring. My eyes popped open and I stared at the wall, blinking rapidly, my heart beating fast, my body still warm from being next to him. “No,” I whined out loud, feeling hot, bothered and slightly embarrassed at the fact that I’d been dreaming about Henry.