Page 375 of Billionaire Temptations

“I like the man-hater idea.” I smiled.

She rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at me.

I slipped into my off-the-shoulder, cream-colored, short chiffon lace dress, then stepped into my matching heels and stood outside the bathroom door.

“Well, how do I look?” I asked Sienna, who was in the middle of applying her fake eyelashes.

“Adorable. Did you make sure to shave down there in case you meet a man tonight?”

I sighed. “Yes, Mother.”

“Good girl.” She looked down at her phone. “Shit, Sam is already waiting at the bar. He said he got us a table.”

“Then you better hurry up. You don’t want to keep your prince waiting. Oh, and by the way, Sam isn’t a stranger, so you can’t cross that off your list. You already broke your rule about knowing his name.”

“He’s a semi-stranger. I only know that he’s twenty-eight and his name is Sam. I don’t know anything else about him, so in a way, that counts.”

I sighed as I sprayed some of my Victoria Secret perfume across my body.

About fifteen minutes after Sienna received Sam’s text message, we headed down to the bar. As soon as we stepped inside the door, Sam stood up and waved us over to the table where he was sitting.

“Damn, he looks incredibly delicious,” Sienna spoke with a grin. “I can’t wait to taste him.”

“Ugh.” I shook my head.

After receiving a kiss on both cheeks, I took a seat across from Sam while Sienna practically sat in his lap. While I was sipping on my wine and watching the people come and go, I nearly choked to death when I spotted a man walk in and take a seat at the bar. Not just any ordinary man, but a man who was devastatingly handsome and the sexiest looking man my eyes ever laid eyes on. He was tall, a little over six feet. His brown hair, which was styled with a matte spiked look, accented his almond-shaped eyes (too far away to see the exact color, but I was almost positive they were chocolate brown). The standard stubble he sported on his masculine jawline was pure perfection, as were his high cheekbones and perfectly straight nose. His skin was tanned, and his tailored clothes left his body to the unimaginable. I bit down on my bottom lip as I stared at his back from the table. Sienna caught me and immediately took my attention.

“What are you staring at?”

“Nothing.” I looked at her as I sipped my wine. “I was just watching the people come and go.”

Her right eye narrowed at me, and she could tell I was lying. She looked around the area but didn’t seem to notice him.

“Well, we’re going to go up to Sam’s room now. Are you heading back to our room?”

“No. I think I’ll stay down here for a while and have another glass of wine. I don’t want to go up just yet.”

Her eye narrowed at me again.

“You’re welcome to come to my room with us.” Sam smiled. “Believe me, I wouldn’t object.”

Douchebag.

“Thanks for the offer, Sam, but I’m fine right where I am.”

“Okay, sweetie. Enjoy the rest of your night, and don’t leave the hotel.”

“Yes, Mother.” I smiled.

She hooked her arm in Sam’s and the two of them left. My eyes diverted back to the mystery man sitting at the bar. My mind pondered the thought of whether or not I should go and sit next to him. As I finished the last sip of wine and started to be brave to do the unthinkable, he got up from the bar stool and left. Fuck.

With a pout, I grabbed my wine glass and purse and sat down in the seat that was next to his.

“Refill, please.” I pushed the glass towards the bartender.

“What’s wrong? Your friends ditch you?” he asked in his sexy accent.

I sighed. “Pretty much. You know what? Forget the wine. Give me an orgasm.”

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