Who would have thought a month ago I’d be opening my very own luxurious lingerie shop? Playboy billionaire Asher Young, that’s who. And with his encouragement, and deep pockets (that look very good on the seat of his tight pants), my dreams are finally coming true.
But when he looks at me like that or touches me like that, all bets are off.
Meanwhile, my lust had been completely overridden by blind panic.
“Slow down, Flash Gordon,” I tried to joke, doing my best to keep my hands and voice from shaking with anxiety as I responded.
Usually making a reference to Asher’s secret geekiness was good for about a half hour of him condescendingly explaining how I’d mangled or misconstrued said reference, but today he just laughed, leaning back against the wall in an unfairly relaxed posture. “Feeling the pressure?”
There were deep sea divers who were feeling less pressure than I was. “Oh, only every second of every day. Dammit, Asher, I’m up to my eyeballs in work and I don’t have the first idea how to go about doing half the things you just said!”
It cost me to admit that, but I couldn’t endanger my dream for the sake of my pride.
Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe
wrote The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys
writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a
wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who
strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.