Page 51 of Billionaire's Fake Wife: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

“So, now that we finally got that out of the way, what’s our plan?” Sonya asks.

I smile at her, “Well, it’s a big secret. But I’ll tell you on the way back to the city, okay? Because I really want you in on this, Sonya.”

“I’m here,” Sonya replies.

“Even if it means that we need to talk to my mother about the plan?”

“I’m with you, Grant,” Sonya reassures me, as her hand reaches for mine as I drive.

“Always.”

Twenty-Five

Sonya

"She's asleep," Grant glances at the sleeping Lauralee at the backseat. I smile tenderly when I notice the gentle smile on his face. He's driving, but he keeps glancing at the mirror to check on Lauralee.

"She's exhausted. It was a lot of fun," I tell him. It was a huge surprise. I smile when I think of our day. It went perfect, Lauralee was overjoyed.

Also, he told me he loves me. My heart races every time I remember it. I can't help but feel joy overflow within me.

Grant's… an excellent father material. It's a surprise no one has snatched him yet. And an excellent lover, judging from the way he fucks me and a good man... he's the one.

I smile at the thought.

"What's on your mind?" Grant asks me. He glances at me, but he maintains his focus on the road.

"I just thought that you're perfect," I reply to him. "Handsome, and the sweetest man ever."

Grant chuckles.

"I should have asked for a driver," Grant says as he grabs my hand. He brings it to his lips, giving me a soft wet kiss at the back of my hand. I tremble in ecstasy.

Not the kind of ecstasy that's caused by lust, but with love. I admit that there's lust, but it only plays a small part. Well, not that small.

I have to change the topic before something happens while we're on the road. We might just do it here.

"What?" Grant asks me. "I like that look in your eyes."

"The look in my eyes?" I ask as my face heats up. He really knows what to say to me, and the right buttons to press to make me crazy for him.

No wonder I fell in love with this man. I lick my lips.

"Don't do that, hon. I'm driving… you're really dangerous," Grant says huskily. He turns to the road and moves on his seat like he's uncomfortable. I look at the bulge in between his legs… and God, his cock's trying to burst.

Oh, my goodness… my pussy's soaking as I think of Grant's cock.

I feel ashamed of myself because I keep thinking about him this way. My goodness, how can I not control myself? There's a smirk on Grant's lips. I stop the urge to slap his arm.

I really want to teach him a lesson. I think he's having fun at my expense! How can he? He should be the one to be embarrassed since his arousal is pretty apparent.

I close my eyes as I lean on the window.

"Sleepy?" Grant asks huskily. His voice is like the sound of a symphony of seduction. If it ever has one. I can't sleep a wink because of him.

My mind's running a mile minute, thinking of something to talk about.

My God, I almost forgot about the talk the other time. He's really, really distracting. I need to ask him about the money, it's very important.

---