Page 132 of Billionaire Temptations

His scent. That damn scent got me every time. Fuck my pheromones.

“You came all the way here, so you might as well stay. By the way, how did you get here?”

The corners of his mouth curved up. “There’s these things, and they’re called planes. Maybe you heard of them.”

I smacked his chest and smiled as he pulled me into him.

“Emerson, I’m sorry about yesterday.”

“You suck, Parker. But apology accepted.” I smiled up at him.

“Are you going to tell me who Felicia is?”

“Are you still on that?” I reached for my phone, googled “Bye, Felicia,” and handed it to him.

His eyebrow arched as he read the definition aloud from the Urban Dictionary site. “When someone says that they're leaving and you could really give two shits less that they are. Their name then becomes ‘Felicia,’ a random bitch that nobody is sad to see go. Their real name becomes irrelevant because nobody cares what it really is. Instead, they now are ‘Felicia.’ I think I’m insulted.”

“You should be.” I grinned.

He leaned in, his lips mere inches from mine, his scent soaking my panties. “I think I need to kiss that sassy mouth of yours.”

“Oh yeah? What if I don’t want you to,” I whispered.

“You do.” His lips softly brushed against mine.

Our soft kiss became passionate as our tongues met once again. The ache below was fierce, and I was on fire, wanting to feel him inside of me. Suddenly, I heard something. I broke our kiss and stared at him.

“Do you hear that?” A smile beamed across my face.

“Hear what?”

“Come on!” I grabbed his hand and flew out the door.

“Emerson, stop. We’re going to get wet.”

“Alex, it’s raining. The rain was my and Emily’s thing. We loved it,” I spoke as we stood on the cobbled walkway in front of the gardens while the rain fell down on us. I began to turn in a circle, holding my hands up to the sky with a smile across my face. “This is because of Emily. I asked her earlier to give me a sign that she was here. This is her sign.” I smiled as I looked at Alex.

“Of course, she’s here with you.” He took hold of my hand.

The smile never left me as I looked up at the sky, letting the rain hit my face.

“Come on.” I pulled him behind me.

“Where are we going?”

“For a walk in the rain. Sometimes, Emily and I would walk until it stopped. We always said that the rain washed away the sins of the past. It cleansed our souls, so to speak.”

“Do you think that maybe we can grab an umbrella?”

I looked at him and shook my head. “No, Alex. Don’t you see the beauty of the rain?”

“Umm. I don’t see what the beauty is in getting soaking wet.”

I sighed.

“You take a shower, right?”

“Of course.”

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