Page 142 of Billionaire Temptations

“Because I rolled over and didn’t feel you next to me.”

“So, I did wake you up?”

He laughed. “Fine. You woke me up.”

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“Don’t be. You can wake me up anytime you want.”

There was something I didn’t tell him. Something that happened earlier. I got a call from Adam, and his work was almost finished in Tennessee. He’d be home next week, we’d have our talk, and then I’d leave; move on to the next adventure.

“Adam called me this morning.”

“How is he?” Alex asked.

“He’ll be home next week.”

“Really? I thought he had three more weeks there.”

“He wrapped up early.”

“I see.” He let go of me and went back inside the room. I followed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s three in the morning. We really should get some sleep.”

I climbed in on my side, and Alex climbed in on his. He turned on his side, his eyes staring into mine. His lips softly brushed against mine.

“Get some sleep, Emerson.”

“You too, Parker.” I smiled as I ran my finger over his lips.

He turned on his back, and I snuggled tightly against him.

Alex

I lay there, holding Emerson as tight as I could. Her leg was wrapped around me, and her head lay on my chest. Adam would be home next week, and then Emerson would leave before I knew it. The thought of her leaving bothered me more than it should have. We’d grown so close, and I had shared parts of my life with her. I didn’t want her to leave California. It had only been two months since I’d first met her, but in some unexplainable way, she had become a huge part of my life in such a short period of time, and I wasn’t ready to let her go. Fuck. I was going to do everything I could to make her stay.

I hadroom service delivered for us since we had barely slept. Emerson had just gotten out of the shower when our breakfast arrived.

“Thank God. I’m starving.” She smiled as she walked past me and smacked my ass.

“Really?”

“Really, what?” she asked as she picked up a piece of toast and bit into it.

“You had to smack my ass when you walked by?”

She giggled. “Mhmm, and what a fine ass it is.”

I sighed as I sat down at the table.

“Did you wipe down the table?” she asked.

“Umm. No. Why would I?”

“Have you forgotten that we had sex on this table?”

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