Page 424 of His Virgin Romance Series

“People talk.”

“My staff?”

“Not just your staff.”

“The guests?” I asked incredulously.

“Maybe.”

I rolled my eyes. “I don’t have the time to devote to a woman just now,” I said. “And, I don’t hold a candle for anyone.”

“No?” he asked suspiciously.

“No.”

“What about the beautiful blonde you were staring at in the restaurant last night?”

“I told you—”

“Brotherly concern,” he nodded. “Whose sister is she, anyway?”

“You’ve met him once or twice at one of our annual business mixers,” I said. “Jason Sinclair.”

“Ah, of course,” Gregory nodded. “He’s got the same coloring.”

“Hmm,” I nodded, trying to appear disinterested.

I desperately wanted to take a peek at the pool to see if Brie was still swimming or if she had emerged again. I was aware of the irony of denying my interest in her only to be completely desperate to get another glimpse of her in that bikini, but it seemed I was incapable of controlling my impulses around her.

“I remember Jason mentioning his sister, actually,” Gregory nodded. “I believe she was still in university at the time, senior year.”

“Quite possibly,” I said. “I hadn’t seen her since my own graduation.”

“Oh, you didn’t keep in contact with her?”

“Brie and I were never friends,” I said, hoping that Gregory would drop his line of questioning. “I mean, she was my best friend’s little sister. She was a child when we first met.”

“She’s certainly not a child anymore,” he observed, as his eyes fell towards the pool. I realized he was staring directly at Brie.

I resisted the urge to ball my hands into fists. I pushed back the impulse and glanced over at the pool indifferently. Brie had emerged again. She was lying back on her lounge chair and enjoying the evening sun. My eyes lingered on her slim thighs, her flat stomach, and the fullness of her breasts. I hated the fact that Gregory was staring at her with obvious lust in his eyes, so I tried to distract him so that his attention would be focused on me.

“I think you need to find yourself a girlfriend, Gregory,” I said, forcing my voice into a teasing tone. “It sounds like you’re hard up.”

He laughed. “Maybe I am,” he said. “It’s been a few months since I last had sex.”

“Really?”

“Well, it’s been a few months since I had really, really good sex,” he clarified.

“I’m sure you’ll find some really good brothels in the city,” I teased.

Gregory shot me a look. “Please, I don’t need to pay for it. Women are more than willing to sleep with me for free.”

“Are these women blind or just desperate?”

“You can be an evil little shit; you know that?”

I laughed, satisfied that he was looking at me now, rather than Brie. “I’ve been told.”

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