Page 36 of Billionaire Romantic
“I don’t know. I’ve been busy.”
“Doing what?”
“Working. There were a lot of…expectations.”
“From who?”
“My father.”
I know the feeling. “I can definitely relate to that.”
“Are you the oldest of your brothers?”
“Second oldest.”
“So you didn’t get the worst of it.”
My smile is rueful. “No. I got the second worst of it. Although the third brother claims he got the worst, only because he and my father were similar people and they clashed because of it. And the fourth brother claimshegot the worst of it because he was basically an afterthought.”
She’s quiet for a few seconds, waiting for me to give her more.
But that would be against the rules. “Are you and your father similar people, Lucky Irish?”
“I tried to be what he wanted. But I’ve always been more like my mother.”
“The O’Callahan from County Cork.”
Lucky smiles, but there’s a sadness at the edges of it I really can’t handle. “Exactly.”
“I was the brother who was most like our mother. And the Sullivans from Dublin.”
This earns me a real smile. “That must be why the algorithms matched us.”
“Must be.”
I can’t wait any longer. I would generally consider myself a nice, level-headed and mostly considerate guy, but there’s nothingniceabout my craving. It’s feral and voracious. My need to taste her feels madness-edged.
Slowly, I slide my hand under her hair, around the nape of her neck. She lightly gasps as I very gently squeeze and the sound makes my cock fully hard.
It’sintensefinding the girl of your dreams.
I want her happy and giggling and so blissed out she’ll never want to leave me.
I want to protect her, ravage her and fuckingpleaseher so ferociously I feel like I’ve morphed into a love-struck caveman who’s only mission in life is to deliver mind-blowing orgasms and romantic happily ever afters.
Staring into her starry eyes, I’ve found what I’ve been looking for. It’s as simple as that.
“I’m going to kiss you now, Lucky Irish. Are you ready for me?”
“No,” she whispers. But her lips part in anticipation. “I need to warn you about something.”
“What?”
Her teeth gently bite into her plump bottom lip.
Fuck. “Tell me.”
“I’ve never really done…anything like this. Like I said, I’ve been too busy.”
