Page 412 of Billionaire Temptations

“Yep. In case you didn’t notice, my parents are throwbacks from the sixties. They are very spiritual, astrological, open people. I was brought up on it.”

He chuckled. “I bet they smoke weed too.” He looked at the menu.

“They do,” I spoke with seriousness. “And hearing you say ‘weed’ just killed me.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re so proper and formal. I was expecting you to use another word, like cannabis.”

He cocked his head as his eyes stared into mine. “Do they really smoke cannabis?”

“Yes. So if you’re over at their house sometime, don’t be offended when Larry pulls it out and starts smoking it. I’m just putting you on alert now.” I smiled.

“Thanks for the heads up. Now, do you like filet? Because I noticed you aren’t a vegetarian.”

“I love filet.”

“Cooked how?”

“Medium rare.”

“Ah. A girl after my own heart. I don’t know many women who eat steak like that.”

“I bet you know a lot of women,” I blurted out.

“Yes. I do.” He smirked.

“And I bet you’ve been with a lot of women.” My mouth wouldn’t stop.

He glared at me for a moment. “Yes. I have.” His eyes narrowed at me.

“And you never found anyone special?” I cocked my head.

“No. What’s with all the questions?”

“Nothing. I’m just surprised someone as confident, sexy, and rich as you haven’t latched on to someone.”

He got up from the couch and walked over to the phone.

“First of all, I don’t latch on to anyone. Second of all, relationships are off the table.”

Ouch. Double ouch. Triple ouch. I felt that knife stabbing my heart.

“Why?”

“Because. Now I have to call our order in. So please, no more questions.”

After he finished placing the order, he walked over to the bar and opened the bottle of Prosecco the hotel generously provided upon our arrival.

“Thank you,” I spoke as he handed me a glass.

His mood had suddenly changed. Apparently, the talk of relationships was taboo. Was saying that relationships were off the table a hint to me? Was he making himself clear that whatever it was we were doing was never going to amount to anything else? I was going to forget what he said for now and enjoy the rest of our time in Vegas.

Chapter Seventeen

Sebastian

I knew it wouldn’t be long before the questions were asked. What the hell was I thinking bringing her to Vegas? I knew it was a risk, but I didn’t care at the time. As we lay in bed after another round of sex, Chloe decided she was going to take a bath.

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