Crossland (Billionaire’s Game #4) Read Online Samantha Whiskey

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Billionaire's Game Series by Samantha Whiskey
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
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A business partner I genuinely couldn’t wait to see the next day.

A business partner I was growing increasingly attached to.

A business partner I’d made come on my tongue two weeks ago.

I tried to force the thoughts out of my head as I finished setting up the dinner I’d picked up for the two of us, making sure everything was set out on the dining room table I rarely used unless Bristol and her husband were in town.

Aspen would be here any minute, and if I kept thinking about her flavor bursting on my tongue, I’d answer the door sporting the hard on that plagued me every single time I thought about that night.

Hell, I’d walked around half-hard all throughout the events last week, unable to stop the red-hot thoughts I had about her every time she walked into the room. It didn’t matter if she was dressed in a ball gown or those silky pajamas she liked to wear to bed, I wanted her.

There was no denying it. We had some intense chemistry, but I hadn’t crossed that line again since the night we played the Reapers. And she hadn’t broached the subject either, so we’d kept everything PDA friendly when in public, and kept our distance when in private.

I hated to admit that it was killing me, and I didn’t know what the hell to do about it.

I wasn’t just attracted to Aspen on a physical level, even though her emerald hair and curves turned me on to the point of madness, but I found myself attracted to her personality—to the way she never tried to cover her laugh, the way she called me on my bullshit, the way she never let anyone look down their nose at her, the way she loved her sister and nearly broke herself in order to provide for her. All the little nuances that made her her had me excited every time I saw her.

I didn’t exactly know what to do with all the new sensations cropping up around her, so I was content to do what I normally do—just roll with it. She wasn’t a puzzle to solve. She was a paid-for partner, and if at the end of our contract I managed to find a friend in the process? Bonus for me.

A knock on the door jerked me out of my thoughts, and I quickly sat the last of dinner on the table before heading to open it.

Aspen grinned up at me, her smile a sweet and breathtaking thing that I wasn’t certain I’d ever get used to. I took a deep breath, inhaling that intoxicating scent that clung to her skin before motioning her inside.

“Was the drive over okay?” I asked as she followed me through the entryway, toward the dining room.

“You sent your driver,” she said. “What do you think?”

“Just checking to make sure you enjoyed it,” I said, smiling at the tease in her voice.

“Of course,” she said. “Me and Len are becoming friends at this point. Did you know his daughter just had twins?”

“I did,” I said, rounding the corner into the dining room. “I helped him set up their college funds.”

“I knew it,” she said, a sense of pride wrapping around her tone. “You’ve totally changed my opinion of billionaires for the rest of forever. You’re amazing, you know that?”

“I definitely know that,” I teased, motioning to the table.

“What’s this?” she asked, her eyes widening when she took in the table.

“They’re your favorite tacos, right? From that food truck?” Fuck, I hope I hadn’t made a mistake. Jesse assured me these were the ones when I’d texted him.

“Yes! You went and got them for me?”

Relief pooled through me, and I pulled out her chair for her, not taking mine across from her until she’d settled in it.

“I realized that I never officially apologized for buying the coffee shop without discussing it with you first,” I admitted.

She grabbed a taco from the silver container in the middle of the table and took a huge bite. Her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned.

Jesus, that sound was going to end me. I wanted to hear her make that sound while my cock was in her mouth or when I was bottoming out in her sweet pussy.

I cleared my throat, forcing the thoughts from my head as I reached for a taco in an attempt to hide that even the way the woman ate turned me on.

“The. Best. Apology. Ever,” she said after swallowing. “Seriously, I didn’t even think you remembered this.”

“I try,” I said, taking a bite myself. She wasn’t wrong, they were absolute fire.

“Also,” she said after finishing her first taco and moving onto her second. “You know I was kidding about the whole being mad at you thing. I wanted to be angry with you, but with your explanation, you made it kind of impossible.”


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