“That’s a great success story.”
If she only knew.Jamison, Xander, and I are billionaires. It’s public knowledge that Noah is, due to his position, but the three of us are under the radar, and we want to keep it that way. “Yes, we’ve done well.”
“What do you do in your free time?” she asks.
I don’t hesitate. “Look at property.”
“Ha, ha!”
“I’m not joking.”
“That’s what you do for fun?”
“Yep. I love it. And I bet you do, too.” She looks guilty, and I tickle her. “Admit it!”
She giggles. “Okay! I admit it! Stop it, Chase!”
I stop tickling her. “What else do you do for fun?”
“Hang out with the girls, go dancing, practice yoga, read books, walk around the city.”
“Looking at buildings?”
“Busted. How did you know?”
“I do the same thing.”
“Really?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“So what else do you do for fun?” she asks.
“Lift weights. Meet up with the guys. Go to sporting events.”
She squeezes my biceps and teases, “That explains these.”
I laugh. “You’re going to make my ego grow.”
She reaches down to my shirt and puts her hand under it, flat on my stomach. “Yep. My guess was correct.”
My dick stirs in my pants, and I remind it to settle down. “What’s that?”
“Figured you had a six-pack.”
I put my hand under her tank top and flat on her stomach. “Yep. My guess was correct.”
“What’s that?”
“Perfection.” I grin at her, and a faint blush creeps into her face.
We lie with our hands on each other for a few minutes, feeling the rise and fall of our breath.
“You’re really beautiful,” I murmur.
She flushes some more and licks her lips.
Her lips are driving me crazy. From the moment I met her, I’ve wanted them on my own. It takes every ounce of willpower I have not to kiss her. Instead, I start hoping she will kiss me.