Page 163 of The Billionaires

I look around. “Is the dog here?”

“He’s supposed to be with you.” And just like that, the coolness in his gaze turns into an arctic chill.

I open my mouth to explain that he ran ahead, perhaps to get one of his toys from my room, but the puppy shows up at that very moment.

Fuck me.

Based on what he has in his mouth, I was half right. He did run to my room to get something. It just wasn’t his toy.

It was my panties.

CHAPTER 21

BRUCE

I gape at the lacy piece of fabric in my dog’s mouth.

Could that be…?

Yep. Based on the blush spreading over Lilly’s face, that’s her underwear.

I repeat, lucky dog.

She dashes to get her undies, but Colossus decides he wants to keep them and escapes her grabbing hands.

“Please,” she says. “Give that back.”

He wags his tail but doesn’t let go of the panties.

She’s clearly distressed because the solution is pretty obvious here, and I’m not even a dog trainer.

Leaping to my feet, I walk up to the fridge and open it.

Just like that, Colossus releases the panties and rushes over to check what I’m about to pull out.

With a satisfied smirk, I get his food and set it on the floor.

As usual, he attacks it like his survival depends on this meal.

Lilly leaps for her underwear, but I catch a better look at it before she stashes it in her pocket.

It’s a thong.

Fuck. That must be why her ass looked so good in those yoga pants.

And… I’m hard again. I sit back down at the table to hide it.

“That was a good idea,” she mutters as she gets her lunch and sets it near me. “Thank you.”

I was just about to chastise her about the choking hazard she created for my dog, but something about her rosy cheeks makes me swallow the criticism—along with a forkful of sweet potato mash.

“You still okay if I eat here?” she asks.

I nod, my mouth full.

“How are you liking the game?” she asks.

“Addictive,” I reply, “but not as good as the source material. Speaking of, what do you think of the book?”

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