Page 1 of Stuck with the Billionaire Celebrity

PROLOGUE - GRACE

“Do you come here often?” a deep voice breathes in my ear.

Goosebumps scatter up and down my arms even though I giggle and roll my eyes. I’m surprised I can hear him, given how loud the bass is at the party.

“That’s the corniest line I’ve ever heard in my life,” I tease as I turn around and stare into the most breathtaking blue eyes.

My breath catches, and my body practically melts.

Holy Hell, I wasn’t expecting to fall into those, or to feel like the entire world has shifted.

“Theo Rossi,” he says as he sticks his hand out to me. “I’m sorry it’s corny; I don’t normally approach a beautiful woman like this, so I’m out of my element here.”

“I bet you say that to all the girls,” I laugh. “Grace Simmons.”

“I’m well aware of who you are. I wasn’t expecting you to be even more beautiful outside of what I see in the magazines. The camera doesn’t capture that beautiful aura you carry around.”

Whoa, a man who says something positive about me that has nothing to do with my looks.

He doesn’t call me hot, doesn’t call me sexy, doesn’t talk about my butt or my boobs. I’m not used to this.

I stare back at him in shock, not really knowing how to respond.

He closes his eyes and shakes his head. “I’m not sure where that came from,” he chuckles. “I’m putting my foot in my mouth and coming off super creepy.”

He turns on his heel and starts away. I grab his hand.

What am I doing?

“You’re not being creepy in the slightest. Why were you asking?”

He tips his head to the side in a gesture for me to follow. He reaches back and takes my hand in his, lacing his fingers with mine. His touch is electric and warmth floods through me.

How can a touch make me feel safe?

He leads us upstairs, into a bedroom, and out onto a gorgeous terrace overlooking the city skyline. All I can see is that breathtaking view.

“Wow,” I breathe. “The owner is so lucky to wake up to this and go to sleep with this every night.”

“He’d be even luckier to have those same things with the view I’m getting right now.”

I turn around and smile sheepishly back at him. He’s leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket with a leg propped up on the wall.

He’s breathtakingly handsome with his sexy pose. I can see why he’s such a Hollywood heartthrob with the little bit of a James Dean vibe he gives off. He moves the lock of hair out in front of his eyes and gazes back at me.

I roll my eyes playfully as I bite my bottom lip before turning around to look at the view again.

He knows that I’m eating right out of his hand.

“You have all the right things to say, don’t you?”

“It seems to come easy with you.”

“Whose house is this anyway? I want to compliment this view or see if I can rent a room.”

“You can stay here as long as you like,” he says.

I turn around and watch him push off the wall and walk toward me.

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