Page 210 of Billionaire Temptations

“Aren’t we leaving?” she asked, taking it from me.

“No. Why would we leave? I paid for the night. We might as well enjoy what the room has to offer.” I grinned. “Do you usually leave right after sex?”

“Most of the time. You don’t?”

“Most of the time, I do, but it’s already late, and we’re here, so we might as well stay.” I put on the other robe.

“Oh, okay. But I will warn you that I snore.” She smiled.

I chuckled as I followed her into the living area. “I’ve been known to snore as well, so maybe we can have a contest of who snores the loudest.”

She laughed and walked over to the counter, where there was a display of chocolates and snacks.

“Would you like me to open a bottle of wine?” I asked as I opened the refrigerator.

“Wine sounds good, especially with this chocolate bar.”

“Are you going to share that chocolate bar with me?” I smirked.

“You like chocolate?” She narrowed her eye.

“I love it. I keep a bag of it in my desk drawer at the office.”

Her grin widened. “I keep a bag of it underneath the counter at the shop.”

I opened the wine while she grabbed two glasses, and we went back into the bedroom and climbed into bed. She broke the Hershey’s bar in half and handed it to me.

“Ah! What are you doing?” she asked as I brought the glass up to my lips.

“Drinking some wine.” I arched my brow.

“Mr. Caine, when you have chocolate and wine, you don’t taste the wine first.”

“You don’t?” I cocked my head.

“No. You break off a piece of chocolate, put it in your mouth, and savor the creamy taste. Then you,” she brought the glass up to her lips and took a drink, “wash it down with the wine. See, it’s a delicacy that must be treated with the utmost respect.” She smiled.

As I stared at her, trying to absorb what she had just said, I couldn’t help but smile at how fucking adorable she was, and the word ‘adorable’ was not in my vocabulary.

“My apologies to the chocolate.”

“Thank you.” She gave a nod.

“So, what’s the longest period of time you dated a guy?”

“Hmm. Let me see.” She looked up at the ceiling. “A month. It would have been longer because he was a great guy, but he had to go and fall in love with me and then started to talk about marriage and how I was the one he could see spending the rest of his life with.”

“Pity. Why can’t people understand the unnaturalness of relationships? I mean, spending your whole life with one person is absurd. I’m sure you’re well aware that anything you do in life for a long period of time gets boring.”

“Right?!” Her eyes lit up. “Especially the sex.” She shuddered.

“Not to mention the boring conversations that you’re forced to have with each other,” I spoke.

“And being forced to put on a happy face to outsiders when really you just want to rip his head off because everything he does irritates the shit out of you.”

“Definitely that one.” I pointed at her. “And the fights and the constant arguing.”

“So draining. Why anyone would want to put themselves in that position is beyond me. As far as I’m concerned, people are way too selfish to get involved in relationships.”

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