A Taste of Heaven (Billionaires' Secrets Book 3) by Jennifer Lewis Page A

a pause. “Um, I hate to ask this, but, ah...”
    “Will I keep my hands off you?”
    “Exactly.” The relief in her voice pricked his balloon of enthusiasm a little.
    Gain two brothers and a sister...lose a lover.
    Not that Samantha had ever been his to lose in any real sense. His stepmother. “I’ll be the very soul of discretion.”
     
    “Sam relax. Why are you so jumpy?” Dominic looked up from the large desk where he was signing some kind of contract. “It’s fantastic that you found another one of our brothers.”
    Sam gulped and glanced around Dominic’s spacious office at Hardcastle Enterprises. What on earth would he say if he knew she’d also slept with Louis? Tarrant’s first son was highly principled, to the point where he’d at first rejected his father out of hand, disgusted by the man who’d abandoned his mother and neglected his responsibilities.
    “What time’s he coming?” Amado had flown up from Argentina to meet his new brother, and was clearly excited.
    “He’ll be here any minute,” she said, trying to keep the tremor out of her voice.
    Dominic surprised her by crossing the room to take her in his arms for a hug. Though standoffish and reluctant to join either the family or the corporation at first—to her great pride and happiness, he’d become their enthusiastic leader. “Sam, you do realize that none of us would be here without you. You’re a miracle.”
    She laughed off his compliment. “Don’t be silly. It was all Tarrant’s idea.”
    “You can say that all you like. We know better.”
    “You’re the mother of all of us, Sam,” said Amado, while crunching a crudité. “Whether you like it or not.” His mischievous grin revealed how happy he was to be here, though at first, he’d refused to even meet his famous father.
    Sam blanched. Of course he had no idea how deep his well-meant comment cut her. “Oh, don’t be silly.” She waved her hand in the air. “I’m more like your sister.”
    Not that being Louis’s sister even by marriage made sleeping with him any more excusable.
    “In age, yes, but in wisdom and caring? No. You’re our mom.” Amado wrapped his arm affectionately around her shoulders and squeezed.
    Warmth flooded Sam and made tears well in her eyes. Honestly, she did feel maternal affection for these strong and capable young men.
    So how had things gone so horribly wrong with Louis?
    Her feelings for him were anything but maternal.
    Sam almost jumped out of her skin as the door to Dominic’s office opened. Fiona, Tarrant’s daughter from his second marriage, marched in. “Louis DuLac has arrived in reception. He’s on his way up.”
    “Oh, goodness.” Sam’s hand flew to her chest. “That’s great. Wonderful.” She smiled at Fiona, but the pretty redhead was fiddling with her new lavender phone. Probably pretending she didn’t care one way or another that yet another sibling had shown up to displace her from her former position as Tarrant’s only child.
    Sam felt for her. She’d managed to become close to the prickly young woman, and didn’t want anything to damage their delicate relationship. Yet another reason her accidental liaison with Louis had to remain secret.
    She glanced around the bright, comfortable office. Dominic and Amado stood, expectant grins on their faces.
    Their wives, Bella and Susannah, were at this very moment helping Fiona hastily arrange the details for a celebration party tonight.
    How would she herself react when she saw Louis? His face had haunted her dreams. Worse yet, so had the touch of his hands and the press of his hard body against hers.
    Would she be able to keep her emotions and physical reactions under control when he arrived, or would a bright flush or a sudden tightening of her nipples give her away?
    She checked the buttons of her thick Chanel suit. At least no one would see the nipples.
    The door flung open again and Sam tried not to topple off her heels. Melissa, Dominic’s admin, peered