Page 76 of Rival to the Billionaire

"I am," she says, sitting next to me, her back against the headboard. I lean over, noticing her breasts are still bare and I grab one of them, my palm cupping her fullness. "And speaking of whose challenge it is…" she says, staring straight into my eyes.

"Oh, it's all mine, darling. It's a challenge to keep my hands off of you, let alone make the right choices in breakfast. But we need to get going. I stay in this bed any longer, and I'm liable to christen it in the worst way." My growing erection prods against the fabric of my boxer briefs. "Can't schmooze properly at the conference if I'm sporting a hard-on that could drill a hole into the floor."

The wink I send her has her bursting out into a fit of giggles.

Soon, we go back and forth, trying to figure out what we want, and I swear, by the time we decide on what to grab from the menu, the food order is big enough to feed a small country for a week.

While Jen phones the order in, I take the opportunity to jump in the shower, feeling almost human again when I slide under the icy water.

I need the cold. Or I'll be tempted to stay in bed just to taste Jenny again. I have to keep her safe from me.

I promise myself that I'm going to go about our lives carefully, slowly.

I'm going to do everything I can to make sure she's happy with me. With us. To make sure she enjoys the life she's chosen.

Because I want it. I want a future with her.

And then I realize how lucky I am to have these feelings for her. To have her.

It's almost worth me screwing everything up yesterday.

It was a mistake to go to Chastity's room last night, I admit to myself.

I was drunk, horny for Jenny, and most of all confused. The mezcal I had gulped down back in the restaurant La Sonrisa didn't help with any of those things.

It probably wasn't the smartest idea to find and threaten the woman that was blackmailing me, either.

But one thing is for certain, I won't make that same mistake again.

I'll be brutally honest with Jenny from now on. And I'll continue to make sure she's free of the burdens that have plagued her all of her life. It's a promise I make to myself as I reach for the body wash and foam up my wet skin.

At that moment, I hear a soft thud.

I open the shower door and step back, shocked to find a naked Jen standing just outside it, holding a tiny plate of berries and cream that she's already eaten half of.

"What the…?"

She laughs, a slow, seductive sound that has always caused a stir inside my body.

"Were you starving?" I ask.

"I was starving for something," she says as she leans in for a kiss. "Figured you'd be hungry. I found some fancy snacks inside the minibar fridge. This’ll tide us over until the food comes."

She offers me the rest.

I take a bite, rolling it around my mouth before swallowing. "Perfect timing," I say with a laugh, the tension that was building slipping away as I lick a spot of cream from my thumb.

As Jenny chews on her berries, her eyes rove over me, taking in my bare naked body. Heat flushes my skin, turning it warm. A few seconds of silence pass between us, but it feels more like a few minutes.

I could get lost in her eyes for hours.

I turn to her. "Anything else you want to do in here besides eat breakfast?"

I take a step toward her, and her eyes drop to my waist. I immediately understand her message.

After a moment, I slide the shower door farther open, pulling her inside and wrapping my arms around her waist.

Her body pulses against me, erasing the last of the sick feeling from last night's drinks.

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