The Billionaire's Cinderella.
roat. Rather than feel better, it feels like a battering ram is being shoved into my skull in hopes of splitting i
uld g
ot. It isn't my second or
't
mmitted process of decis
e club. Heads turn his way as he makes his way toward the bar at the other end of the club. He doesn't seem to notice this attention, as his gaze rem
for long enough and not hurl a bottle at his head. Men are scum.
ere to avoid
h over me as I think of every moment share
ey
at as his sapphire orbs peer right into me and seem to strip me completely bare. His eyes are framed by thick, long lashes and there are
is jaw or high cheekbones or his sensual full mouth. I have never seen such contrast in one's face-wild, yet serene; hot, y
red flag-which, of cour
ng for too long and I look away abruptly as I
fact, I have no idea where my brain has gone. All I know is, this
in his eyes" mean. He slides his glass over to the bartender and make
I'm a
s, fiddling with the sole
he stool beside me. "You sh
shiver down my spine. Holy lord. Could someone turn on the air co
nd he suddenly looks solemn. "I
seem to keep her eyes off him, I wonder what the reason behind the blea
no frien
glass. "Just one.
. I. . ." My voice trails off. I realize I don't know what to say.
gs. "It
mptying my glass, I blurt, "I lost my boyfriend. Today. It's why I came
says, shifting unco
inks Grant/Steve is dead. S
een told I have an infectious laugh. And he just got infected. Somehow, that makes me laugh even hard
k because his lips are suddenly starting to look very inviting. I am looking at
rush I feel inside c
is warmth. He straightens and I have the fa
re dr
swer, "Maybe a little, but you alread
ard not to notice the only person who isn't actively undressing yo
d throaty. Dare I say I just laughed sexy? "And
at can hardly be interpreted as interest, or lust," he says and t
been wat
enaline rushes through me, leaving me dizzy and br
ize for stretching things too far, and head
there's no way in hell that I'm going
mb
ind my ear as he says, "Want to he