Page 13 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy
“I’m not that confident,” I admitted.
I was beyond confused. Was it because I broke up with my first real boyfriend that I jumped into the bed of the first sexy stranger that I saw?
Or was it more than that?
I thought back and remember that irritating, sexy smirk that made me want to drop my panties for him and the way that his hands rolled along my body as if he’d seen every inch of it before. Even his lips had left trails as if I was the most valuable thing to him.
Thinking about him got me hot.
That’s something no other man has ever been able to do.
“So.” Mila cocked her head to the side. “Where did y’all do it?”
Thinking about it embarrasses me, but I told her anyway. “In his car,” I admitted.
“His car!” she repeated, her voice getting higher. “You are such a slut!”
“I am not!”
She was laughing her ass off at me. “Well, I wouldn’t have done it in a car unless I was getting paid.” She gave me a suspicious look. “Were you getting paid?”
Ew, gross!“Of course not! I’d never get paid to have sex with someone.”
“I would,” she admitted. “Especially if it was a lot of money.”
Mila really was something else. “Can we change the topicplease?”
“You don’t want to tell me how hot the sex was with your gorgeous mystery man in the back of his car?” She batted her eyes at me innocently.
“Mila….”
“Was he at least good?”
When I think about the way he made me feel, my first instinct was to say ‘yes’. “I think so.”
“If you have to think about it, he couldn’t have been that good.”
“Well, it was my first time, so it felt spectacular to me either way,” I blurted out.
It was so quiet that I could hear a pin drop if I wanted to. Mila was staring at me as if I’d grown a second head and told her my plans to run for president. The look on her face was a mixture of surprise, shock, confusion, and some more things that I couldn’t make out and probably didn’t want to.
“You’re joking,” she finally said once she’d taken a moment to really gather her thoughts.
I let out a breath and shook my head. “No.”
“But how…?”
“I never found the right person, I guess.”
“As if that’s the reason people have sex these days.”
Well, I realize that now.
My phone started ringing in my pocket, and I held a finger up to Mila while I dug it out before seeing my grandmother’s name along the top. She hardly ever called me, so I had a feeling that it was something important.
I answered. “Hey Mimi, everything okay?” I turned my body away from Mila, although I was sure that didn’t do anything to stop her from being able to hear me, not as if I was trying to harbor this big secret anyway.
“Kandis.” The way she said my name always filled with so much affection. She’d told me before that I was the daughtershe always wanted, which was a personal hit against my mother but an understandable one if you knew her. “Everything is fine, sweet child. I was calling to check on you. I didn’t get a chance to see you for breakfast and figured you had something important going on.”
