Page 25 of Playboy Billionaire

He walked confidently to the edge of the pool and dove in.

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Penelope tried to tell herself she didn’t care that Griffin had a girlfriend, but she wasn’t very convincing. It could have been just her and Griffin at the party as far as her body was concerned. She was aware of himevery single second…where he stood, who he was talking to, when he smiled, when he laughed, even when she wasn’t looking at him her body seemed to sense him.

She caught him undressing out of the corner of her eye and her nerves tingled in anticipation. He was so tanned and muscular. His abs flat and ripped. He looked relaxed; his shoulders moved freely as he walked confidently toward the pool. The dusting of dark hair formed a tantalizing trail into his swimsuit. She couldn’t deny that he was a very sexy man indeed and he was waking up her libido big time. She was neither happy nor prepared for that.

She watched him dive in and come up for air, shaking his thick hair out like a dog. He rubbed his eyes then glanced up, catching her staring. He flashed a dazzling white smile before going back underwater, then popping up right beside her.

“Hey, great party,” he said. He looked deeply into her eyes and her body tingled.

“The producers are footing the bill.” She was dying to brush away the stray lock of hair that dripped water across his forehead. She bit her bottom lip. His eyes darkened as he stared at her mouth. She felt her center heat with desire.

Griffin reached out and traced her lips with his finger. “You’re so beautiful.”

She blinked, startled that he’d touched her.

The corners of his eyes crinkled as he studied her. “Don’t look so surprised. I’m not immune.”

Her lashes fluttered, “Is that so? I’d have never guessed.”

“Really? Have you ever met a man who was unaffected by you? And what was that show you put on a few minutes ago? Why the turn around? I thought you didn’t like me?”

“I don’t like or dislike you, I’m indifferent. I don’t know you.”

“Hmm, indifferent huh? Would you like to…know me?”

“I suppose it’s inevitable isn’t it?”

He glanced over her shoulder and she turned as Noah swam over. He nodded. “Griffin.”

“Hey Noah.”

“Penelope, can I get you a drink? Rumor has it the barbeque is done,” Noah asked.

“I’ll have another vodka and tonic when I get out of the water. Twist of lime.”

“Babe, don’t you think I know what you drink?” he slung his arm across her shoulders proprietarily.

“Has the acting bug bit you in the ass yet?” Noah asked Griffin.

“The jury is still out.”

“I think you’re killing it. Just don’t go getting confused between fantasy and reality…it’s not easy playing opposite a babe like this.”

Griffin’s eyes narrowed and he said, “I guess you’d know. Got any pointers about that?”

Noah laughed. “Good comeback. No, the lines can get blurred sometimes, can’t they Penny?”

She shrugged out of his embrace. “I’m getting out.”

Griffin’s eyes glittered as they met hers. “Nice talk.”

“I’ll save you a rib,” she laughed. “Your girlfriend seems nice.”

“She is.”

She dove underwater and swam to the shallow end. Her bikini bottom had ridden up her crack and she hooked her finger to tug it down. Her breath caught when Griffin snuck up behind her and said softly, “Need any help?”

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