Page 102 of Triplet Trouble For My Billionaire Boss

“Well, Evelyn mentioned he wouldn’t be attending because it’s an adult-only event,” I start, shifting nervously on my feet. “But I was wondering if maybe he could come for just a little while. Not the whole night—just long enough to feel included.”

He frowns, considering. “Annie, kids are not usually there. It’s not that kind of event.”

“But this is his house,” I counter, taking a cautious step forward. “And he’s your son. It’s not like he’s crashing a stranger’s party. I’d watch him the whole time—I promise he wouldn’t be any trouble.”

He exhales sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. “It’s not about him being trouble. It’s just…” He trails off, clearly weighing the idea.

“Please?” I press gently, meeting his gaze. “It would mean so much to him. He’s been so excited about the pool party, but I know he’d love to be part of the gala, even if it’s just for a little while. And he’d be upstairs and in bed very early in the night. I’ll be with him the whole time.”

He studies me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he nods. “Fine. But only for a little while. And you will be responsible for him.”

Relief washes over me, and I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. “Thank you,” I say softly. “He’s going to be soexcited.”

Cole nods slightly but just stays where he is. Leaning against the closed door.

My heart starts beating faster, and my eyes dart to the door behind him.

“I should get going.” I intended on sounding confident and bold, but my voice comes out breathy and unsure.

Cole doesn’t reply.

“I have to shower. Get ready for dinner,” I say, unable to catch my breath.

His lips curve into a wicked smirk.

Oh, God.

Heat pools between my legs, and I struggle not to squirm under his gaze.

His gaze is hot, burning across my skin as he pushes away from the door, closing the distance between us.

I freeze, my body tingling, anticipation and arousal twisting together, sending sparks up my spine.

Cole reaches up, his hand grazing the strap of my bikini top, and slowly slides it down my shoulder.

A shiver runs through me, and my mouth goes dry.

I should stop him. This is crazy. Robbie is right down the hall.

But the words are caught in my throat, and all I can do is stand there, waiting to see what he does next.

“Think of a word.”

I blink, his words surprising me.

My top falls, baring my breasts. His hand moves lower, brushing over the swell of my chest and cupping my breast. My nipples harden, begging for his touch, and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning.

His thumb sweeps over the sensitive peak, and the softest whimper escapes me.

My eyes fly open, and I find him staring at me, his gaze filled with lust and something else. Something deeper and more powerful.

Something that terrifies and excites me.

Before I can think about what it means, his mouth descends on mine, capturing me in a bruising kiss. His tongue sweeps across my lips, and I open for him, letting him claim me.

His hand slips between my legs, finding the strings on the bikini bottom, and he deftly unties them. He slides his hand between my thighs, his fingers slipping through the slick heat there, and a moan tumbles from my lips.

His touch is electric, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I cling to him, desperate for more, and his fingers find my clit, circling the sensitive nub.

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