Page 60 of Mid-Thirties Slightly Hot Mess Female Seeking Billionaire

Ella nods. "I think he might be about to change his five-day rule for you."

"Five-time rule," I say, giggling. "I don't know if it's five days or five times in bed or whatever. It doesn't matter. Do you really think so?"

"Girl, you blew his world and now he wants more," Ella says, nodding. "How exciting."

"I know. I’m freaking out. Should I wear my slinky red dress or that short black one I recently got that clings to my body?"

"The short black one," Isabel says, cutting me off. "Definitely. When you walk in that dress, you look like a million dollars. If you bend over slightly, your ass is giving hotness."

"But do I really want to go looking like a hoe?"

"Girl, you want him to stare at that ass,” Ella says, giggling. "You want him to look at you and think, holy shit, she is dynamite."

“That’s true. I cannot believe that I have a date with Ethan Rosser. Okay, I need to calm down," I say, trying to stop myself from screaming. "And to think, I thought the reason I hadn't heard from him was because he wasn't interested, but it turns out absence does make the heart grow fonder."

"Or the dick harder," Ella says.

I stare at her for a couple of seconds. "What?"

"Or the dick harder." She shrugs, looking a little sad. "I'm not trying to be a bitch, but we don't know if it's his heart or his dick that misses you."

I giggle slightly. "That's true." I shift my legs. I'm starting to feel wet just thinking about his dick. I know that's a crazy response, but the thought of him in bed is enough to turn me on. I grin to myself as I think about him inside of me, growling my name.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Sarah," I mumble.

I don't want to think about Ethan inside of me, but it was hot, and the grunts and the groans that he made and the way he held my body so tightly was amazing.

"What are you thinking about Sarah?" Ella asks, pinching me in the shoulder.

"What?" I say innocently, blushing.

"Your face just went red and you were making moaning noises."

"No, I wasn't," I say quickly, but Isabel nods.

"You totally were. Were you fantasizing about Ethan just now?"

"No. Maybe. Kind of," I laugh. "Oh my gosh, what is this man doing to me?"

"I don't know," Isabel shakes her head. "But I need to find someone who's going to make me feel that way too."

We all start laughing then and I wonder if Isabel is really serious about trying to find someone. She's been single for even longer than I have, and I love her and I want her to find someone. I make a mental note to see if I can get her to join a dating app or at least go to some bars or speed dating events with me. Even if it's just for some good sex. Ethan has made me realize that even though it's nice being alone, it's even better when you can be with someone.

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Iattempt to pull down the hem of my short black dress as I make my way towards the Champagne Room. I'm excited. I've never been in a bar as exclusive as this one before and I've never been on a date with a billionaire.

I wonder if Ethan's going to bring me roses and chocolates or perfume. I wonder what it is that billionaires bring their dates. I realize I don't know if he's the sort that likes to spoil his women or not, and I don't even know if I am one of his women. It's only a first date and I haven't even heard from him since the phone call yesterday.

I step inside the lobby and look around. A cute man is standing there right in front of the entrance. He's got a man bun, which I normally don't like, but he's so handsome that it doesn't matter.

"Hi," I say as I walk toward him.

"Hi, can I help you?" He looks me up and down and I can see his eyes widening appreciatively.

I had spent hours on my makeup and hair, but I wanted to look my best for my first official date with Ethan.

"Yeah, I am meeting someone here and his—.”

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