Page 79 of Playboy Billionaire

“There’s something I’ve been putting off talking about. That’s all I’m going to say right now.”

“My place then?”

“That would be perfect,” she said. “Can I bring Archie?”

“Of course. I need a little bonding time with my man.”

“He’s definitely feeling neglected. After they drop us off at The Butler, I have to pick up a couple of things from my dressing room, then I’ll have my driver take me home to pick up Archie. Is there anything else you want me to bring?”

“Your beautiful self, that’s all I need. I’ve got the rest covered.”

He docked the boat smoothly and they jumped off; the crew took over from there. He slipped his arm casually around her waist and she liked the feeling of intimacy. They went to look for Stew and found him in deep discussion with Noah who was about to shoot a scene.

Looking up Stew spotted them and called out, “Reports are you got it on the first take. Good job. You’re done for the day.”

Penelope bobbed her head towards Griffin, “This guy’s a natural.”

“I’m glad my instincts paid off,” Stewart said. Noah nodded his head in greeting and made a point of staring at Griffin’s arm around Penelope’s waist.

“You’re both too kind,” Griffin said.

“Your sister and Jesse are somewhere around here. Ty is about to shoot his inside bar scene.”

“That’s where we’re headed now,” Griffin said.

“Take good care of Ty, Stew. Break a leg Noah,” Penelope said.

“Thanks,” Noah replied, his tone clipped.

When they were a safe distance away, Griffin said, “Are you sure there’s nothing still going on between you and Noah?”

“Are you serious? Why would you ask something like that?”

“He certainly seems proprietary where you’re concerned.”

“We were together a long time. I know he has feelings for me…and I’ll always care about him, but I’m not in love with him…if that’s what you’re asking.”

“That’s what I’m asking.”

“You don’t have a thing to worry about there. How about you? You’re used to variety, no strings, are you seeing anyone else?”

He turned to her and pulled her towards him framing her face with both hands. He gazed intently into her eyes, “Penelope, there hasn’t been anyone else since the moment you scorched me with your fiery gaze and blew me off.”

She smiled up at him, “I’m glad to hear that.” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled his head down to meet her lips, “Kiss me.”

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“Tyler lit up the set. Not only is he drop dead gorgeous, but even with his few lines, he managed to pull me in,” Penelope said.

Griffin shook his head, smiling, “I hope this doesn’t change his mind about college. He was higher than a kite.”

They held hands as they made their way to the getaway van, managing to make it under the fans’ radar. The driver dropped Penelope off at the studio and took Griffin home.

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Griffin opened the door to Penelope’s light knock and stepped back to let her enter. When she’d mentionedthe talk, he’d felt a ripple of uneasiness. Seeing her worried expression now did nothing to dispel his anxiety.

“Come on in. You look juicy.” He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. He eyed her appreciatively. He liked the way the white tube dress hugged her curves in just the right places. Her toes were painted a bright pink to match her flip flops and her hair was falling loose around her shoulders. He wanted to touch her soft skin, feel it against him. The sun had lightly tanned her skin; it was almost the color of pale honey.

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