Page 206 of The Billionaires

She’s playing with fire there because if given the chance, I’d put a baby girl—or boy—in her in a heartbeat, but she’s not there just yet.

“How about you brainstorm names with Angela later today?” I suggest.

After a rocky start, and to my surprise, these two very different women have become good friends.

Lilly grins. “She’d love that, but I think I have a name. Roach.”

“Ah,” I say. “Perfect.”

“There’s actually something else,” I say. “Pertaining to my sister.”

Lilly turns Borat into a facsimile of a question mark.

“I’ve finally decided what my hobby will be,” I say. “And Angela will help me with it.”

“Ah. You’ve finally realized that giving me orgasms isn’t a real hobby.” Lilly winks at me. “Not that I don’t appreciate it.”

I pull her close but resist kissing her lips for the moment since that would be detrimental to speaking.

“I’m opening a dog rescue,” I say, looking into her eyes. “On the estate.”

Borat and Super Mario shoot up Lilly’s forehead excitedly. “I love that!” she exclaims. “I really, really do.”

“And I love you,” I say and claim her lips in the most passionate kiss of all.

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