Page 34 of Grumpy Billionaire Seeking Wife

“I mean, I don’t know, but it would have given them more of a shot,” she says, shrugging and playing with her hair. Her lips are ballooning out even more, but I wait for someone else to say something.

“I mean, I think we would get a lot of listeners,” she says quickly. “I think we can knock this out of the park.”

I stare at her for a couple of seconds. “Like you guys knocked your YouTube channel out of the park? The series where you guys tried different dance moves?” I blink and try not to laugh. Itry not to think about the time I caught them belly dancing and how sexy Sabrina had looked shaking her hips. I look away as I remember the pole they'd gotten and how Sabrina had fallen to the ground when she attempted to climb it.

“I mean, obviously that wasn’t ready for prime time then, but we’re almost out of college now, and we want this to be our careers. We’re willing to put in the work,” Erica says. “I mean, if you’re not interested, then we will find someone else who has faith in this and us.”

“I think that you have potential,” I say finally as I stare at Erica and then at Sabrina. I am not sure if I mean that, but I'd like to be involved in the project. I'd like to be around to guide them. “I mean, I would want you to answer to me with some monthly updates. I will be hands-on with this project.”

“That’s fine,” Erica says quickly. "We would expect that. I mean, we would be okay with that, right, Sabrina?”

Sabrina folds her hands nervously. “I guess so.” She wrinkles her nose. "How hands-on, exactly?"

"Not as much as you'd like,” I tease her and she blushes. “I mean, how hands-on would you like me to be?” I ask her. “You’re interested in getting my money, but you don't want my advice?”

“No, no, of course. I mean, as long as it’s professional and…” Her voice trails off as she looks over at Erica.

“I’m not the one who’s known for being unprofessional,” I say to her, and she blushes again. We're in dangerous territory.

“What’s going on?” Erica asks, looking suspicious. “There’s something going on here, and I want to know what.”

"Ugh, fine!” Sabrina holds her hands up in the air in exasperation. “I didn’t want to tell you because it’s embarrassing, but obviously this is going to be a thing. I want to clear the air with Wes and tell everyone what is going on." She stares at me and lets out a long sigh. "If we are going to be working together, this weirdness must stop. I will say that lastyear, I was not in my right mind, and anything I said or did was due to me being stressed and not thinking properly." Is this her way of trying to tell me that what happened last year wouldn't happen again? I hold in a smirk. Maybe this is her way of telling me she's not interested in me any longer, but I don't think she realizes just how much truth and emotion her face broadcasts.

"Erica, last year, when we were hanging out at your parents 'house and celebrating your dad's retirement, well...” She pauses and goes beet-red. “You know what, why don’t you finish the story, Wes?” She looks down, and I can see how uncomfortable she feels.

“You want me to finish the story?” I stare at her with a wry smile. "I mean, isn't this your story to tell?" She looks somewhat annoyed with me.

“Yeah, why not? You were there, and you keep making it awkward.”

“I’mmaking it awkward?” I look over at Erica and Miles. "Am I making this awkward?" They both stare back at me with half smiles.

"Someone tell me something," Erica pleads. "I need to know."

“Sabrina attempted to kiss me and asked if I wanted to spend the night with her.” I decide to give the PG version. That doesn't include her climbing half-naked into my bed, running her fingers across my bare chest, and then grabbing my neck to kiss me. I don't tell them that I kissed her back excitedly. I don't tell them that she pushed me back and slid on top of me. Nor do I tell them the way her eyes widened when she realized I was naked in the bed and she was sitting on my hardening cock. "That was all that occurred. Right, Sabrina? An attempted kiss on the lips." I run my fingers through my hair and stare into her eyes. I wonder if she still thinks about that night. The way she'd rubbed her panties against my cock, the way I'd reached up andpressed my palms against her nipples, loving how she looked in her see-through negligee. And when I'd slipped my fingers down between her legs, I'd felt how wet she was. And I'd been about to slide those panties to the side and thrust into her, when she'd leaned down and whispered against my lips,"Take me, I want you to be my first."Of course, I'd pushed her off immediately. The words had been like a bucket of ice water thrown against my face. I was about to fuck Sabrina. Erica's best friend. And I was about to take her virginity. There was no way I was going to do it. No matter how much I wanted to. She was too innocent. Like a sweet, trusting lamb. And I was a wolf. A very hungry wolf. A wolf with self-restraint.

“I was drunk,” she says, averting her gaze. “I didn’t even realize it was you when I went for the kiss,” she says quickly, omitting the fact that she'd begged me for a good couple of minutes. When she'd teared up, I'd felt horrible, but I knew it was for the best. Sabrina deserved better than that for her first time.

“Which,” I say smoothly, “is the reason I declined. I had a feeling you didn't even realize it was me.” Lies! All of it."Fuck me, Wes. I want you to be my first,"she'd moaned."No one has to know."I can still hear her voice whimpering, as I'd shaken my head.

“Really? That’s the reason you declined?” She turns to me sharply. "Uh-huh."

“I mean, why else would I have declined such an offer? I mean, other than the fact that you're my sister’s best friend and she would kill me if I ever did anything with you or hurt you. Wouldn’t you, Erica?”

She nods. “I do not want Sabrina to be another notch on your belt.” She glances at Sabrina. “Holy hell, Sab. How did I not know that you made a move on my brother? You kept that asecret for ages.” She giggles. "You should have tried to kiss Miles. He would have been game."

"I definitely would have." He nods and leans forward. "You can lay those lips on me now, if you want."

“She doesn't want." My tone is hard, and I attempt to lighten my tone. "I just hope we are okay now, Sabrina. No more avoiding me."

“I was embarrassed, okay? Plus, you were quite rude to me.” She takes a deep breath.

“How was I rude to you?” I ask, not thinking I had been rude in any way whatsoever.

“You were like,never in a billion years is this going to happen.” She bites down on her lower lip. “That was really offensive.”

“I mean, I was just being honest. Never in a million years would I hook up with my little sister’s best friend, who is almost blackout drunk.” She hadn't been almost blackout drunk, though, and if I’m honest, I would hook up with her tonight if she came with a repeat offer, but I’m not going to tell anyone that.

“Just because I’m not the type you normally go for doesn't mean you have to be so rude.”

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