Page 55 of The Billion Heirs Boxed Set
He laughs and rakes his gaze over me. From any other guy, it might seem creepy, but Miles seems to be assessing and thinking—not undressing me with his eyes.
Well, maybe a little.
“I can see why Austin’s all in with you.”
“Oh?” I ask, lost.
“You’ve already seduced the man and you don’t even know it.”
I huff. “Except he’s not here and we’re not—”
“Fucking?”
My cheeks heat.
“Yet. But I’m guessing that’s the plan, and why you’re headed for his room?”
I nod.
And hope a hole opens up in the floor to swallow me and put this embarrassing situation out of its misery.
“Down that hall.” He points. “Last door on the left.”
He’s not steering me away. Or poking fun. Or telling me I shouldn’t go through with it.
He’s not shaming me.
He’s helping.
I blink at him. “Um…thanks?”
“You’re welcome. Have fun.”
God, could I be any more mortified?
Maybe I should go. This was a stupid idea. What was I thinking? I turn toward the door, ready to tuck my proverbial tail between my legs and go home. To my childhood bedroom. And my vibrator.
“Don’t you dare chicken out now, Carly. You’ve made it this far.”
I stop and realize he’s right.
I nod and spin around again, heading toward Austin’s room.
“Hey, Carly?”
I glance at him over my shoulder.
“If you can’t tell, this place is huge. No one’ll hear you if you’re a little loud.”
He winks and I scurry off.
For thirty minutes I’ve been lying naked between Austin’s cool sheets, and second thoughts are invading my mind. Again. I’m in the middle of a nervous spiral of doubt when I hear footfall coming down the hallway.
I swallow and tug the sheet over me.
The door opens, and in strides Austin.
He looks like a god. His hair is windblown, and his cheeks are shiny with sweat. What this man can do to a plain white T-shirt…
