Helen Cooper - The Billionaire's Bride #2 - The Billionaire's Unlikely Bride 2
The Billionaire's Unlikely Bride 2 (The Billionaire's Bride #1)
“So did you sneak into see Peter last night?” Brittany grinned at me as she sat back in the armchair in the corner of my hotel room.
“Uh no,” I stayed still in the bed, so scared that one move would somehow make the duvet fall off of me and expose a na**d Elliott to Brittany.
“Why not?” Brittany stared at me. “I should have told you that my dad sleeps early and he is a deep sleeper. He wouldn’t have known.”
“I, uh, I fell asleep.” I felt bad lying to Brittany but I didn’t know how to tell her that the reason I didn’t go to Peter’s room was because I had slept with her dad instead. Yeah, that would go down real well.
“Well, hurry up and get dressed Elle.” Brittany paused waiting for me to get up.
I had to think of something and quick. I was na**d under the covers and so was Brittany’s dad Elliott. The fact that he was now sucking on my ni**les under the covers was also making it very hard to concentrate.
“Uhm, I’ll meet you downstairs Brittany. You shouldn’t leave Mark by himself for too long.” Please Brittany, please go downstairs.
“Yeah, I should go look for my dad as well, make sure that Olivia doesn’t have her hooks in him.”
“Ha, yeah, you should do that.” I smile at her, thanking God she is about to leave.
“See you in the dining room in 30 minutes and don’t be late.” Brittany went sashaying out of the room and I only relaxed when I heard the door close.
“Is my daughter gone yet?” Elliott finally made his way back up the bed and out of the covers.
“I thought she would never leave.” I jumped up and got out of bed.
“Ooh, where are you going Elle?”
“We have to shower Elliott.” I wasn’t going to allow him to suck me back into bed. I knew that next time it was not going to be as easy to get Brittany out of the room.
“Ooh, joint shower?” Elliott jumped up out of bed and grabbed me.
I turned round to face him, our na**d bodies teasing each other. “I don’t think that’s a good idea Elliott.”
“Why not? Scared your boyfriend Peter will find us next?”
“He’s not my boyfriend.”
You don’t want a billionaire for a boyfriend?” Elliott looks at me mischievously. How did I answer that? No. Yes. Maybe. Not him but you.
“Money doesn’t matter to me.” I look at him seriously. I didn’t want him to think that any of this had anything to do with money.
“Money makes the world go round Elle.” He spoke matter of factly.
“It doesn’t make love go round,” I said softly.
Elliott laughed. “Oh Elle, you are so young and naïve. Money makes love come and go in an instant. It’s like the magic of the world.”
“I don’t agree.” I was sad that he thought that. “Not for everyone.”
“Yes for everyone Elle.” ‘He laughed, “Don’t look at me so seriously Elle. Let’s go and take a shower together.”
“No.” I spoke so softly that he didn’t understand me at first. He grabbed me around my waist and I spoke up. “NO.” He looked surprised.
“I think I should shower by myself.” I felt embarrassed standing there in front of him naked. What had I done? Indulged in some fun with my best friends dad. What if she found out? What if I lost my best friend for nothing?
“Are you sure?” I could see Elliott already backing off. I think he was realizing it had been a mistake as well.
“Yes, I’ll see you downstairs at the buffet when you are done.” I run into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. I showered with tears streaming from my eyes blending into the hot water. How had it gone so badly so quickly? Just an hour ago, I was lying there staring at the man I had loved for years, thinking that my happy ever after was possible. And now here I was feeling like a fool.
Elliott was sitting on the bed waiting for me when I left the shower. “We should talk Elle.” My heart skipped a beat at his words. Maybe he realized his thoughts had really hurt me.
“Okay.” I sat next to him hopeful. I let out a breath as I realized I was holding it in.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you Elle.” He began seriously. I nod my head for him to go on.
“I’m not looking for that happily ever after. I can’t offer you that.”
I stare at him and bite my lip. I don’t want to burst into tears but I can feel my lids getting heavy.
“I’m not a young man Elle. I have a business, a grown daughter. I should have explained this before we became intimate. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“You didn’t hurt me.” I can’t let him see the pain his words caused. “And don’t worry, I won’t tell your grown daughter what happened.”
“And I won’t tell Olivia either. Do you need me to sign a confidentiality agreement?”
“Oh Elle, we need to talk. But not now.”
“Yeah, whatever.” I turned around and went to get my clothes together. I had reverted back to a teenager in minutes. He was really going to love me now.
“Elle, listen to me.” I ignored Elliott and he sighed and walked into the bathroom. I looked at the bed in disgust and quickly left the room.
“What happened to you last night Elle?” Peter grabbed a hold of me as soon as I walked into the dining hall.
“Sorry Peter, I fell asleep.” I quipped back at him. I was in no mood to hear anything from him.
“Oh, it’s okay. I was waiting for you.” He grins.
“Ok” I say bored.
“I was naked.” He whispers, I look up at him wondering how I had even entertained dating him.
“I wanted to give you some pleasure last night. I bought whipped cream.” He is still whispering and now flicking his tongue back and forth.
“Have you seen Brittany?” I interrupt Peter, knowing I can’t put up with much more of his stupidness.
“Yeah, her and Mark are with mother outside by the pool sipping on Champagne.”