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  1. Rake
  2. Dedication
  3. Book Description
  4. Praise For Helen Hardt
  5. Also By Helen Hardt
  6. Warning
  7. Prologue
  8. Zee
  9. Reid
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  59. A Note From Helen
  60. Acknowledgments
  61. About the Author

“Got it,” he said. “Ten it is, then. Expect a car at your place, and when you arrive we’ll enjoy the Wolfe’s famous brunch.”

“I… That sounds…nice.” At least I didn’t stutter.

“Are you ready, then?”

I nodded. He slid out of the booth and then offered his hand. When I took it, warmth slid through me. Warmth coupled with sparks of energy.

This had been a date in his eyes. A date.

I’d just had a date with a billionaire. A billionaire who wanted something from me, yes, but a billionaire who also said he wouldn’t push me.

I liked him, so I chose to take him at his word.

I hoped very much I wouldn’t regret it.

18

Reid

The limo pulled in front of Zee’s building, and I walked her to the elevator.

“I told you, that thing hasn’t worked in—”

I pressed the button, and the elevator whizzed to life.

Her eyebrows popped upward. “What’s going on?”

“I made a phone call earlier today. No more climbing all those stairs, though for a dancer I’m sure four flights aren’t anything.”

We rode up to her floor and then walked to her apartment. She fumbled in her purse, and when she found her key, I took it from her.

“I don’t think I’m ready to say goodnight yet,” I said.

She reddened, the rosiness so lovely in her cheeks.

I slid the key into the keyhole and unlocked the deadbolt. “But I think you are ready to say goodnight, so goodnight, Zee.” I handed the key back to her.

She shoved it in her purse, and then she met my gaze. “Maybe I’m not ready to say goodnight either.”

This time I lifted my brows. “Oh?”

“You said…”

“Yes?”

“I’m… I’m not inviting you in. I mean, I share a bedroom with Mo. And I’m not—”

I touched her lips softly to stop her. “I’m not asking for anything like that.”

She slid her tongue between her lips, inadvertently touching my finger.

And damn, I got harder than ever. I moved my hand away quickly.

“What are you asking for, then?”

“Just this.” I leaned in and brushed my lips lightly over hers.

She stumbled slightly, and I steadied her, gripping her shoulders. Had I gone too far?

Funny, this tiny kiss had me turned on all the way down to my toes. I was hard as a fucking rock for her. Just being near her. Just kissing her lightly. Man, what would happen when she let me slide my tongue between her lips?

Between her legs?

Just the thought had my dick pulsing inside my pants.

“I… I have to go in.”

I nodded and turned the doorknob. “Goodnight. The limo will be by for you at ten.”