Roaring Hot! (Contemporary Romance): A Billionaire Biker Romance

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thing I want to hear is ‘I told you so.’”
    “And you were willing to sleep with me? Endure it if possible?”
    “Y-yes. I-I’m so ashamed,” she stuttered, her gaze downcast.
    He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “You wouldn’t have gone through with it, and I wouldn’t have pushed.”
    “Am I so bad an actress?”
    “Believe me, when it comes to sex, I don’t appreciate acting. I’ve thrown women out of my bed for pretending.”
    “You can tell?”
    Whether he could or not, it was to his advantage to let her believe he could.
    “Definitely. Most guys can.” He threw that last bit in as a service to mankind. “So, be yourself and no faking.”
    “I wasn’t pretending with the kisses.” She peeked at him through lowered eyelashes.
    “I know that. But you’re not ready for me to touch you because you barely know me and you’re not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys you’re not comfortable with.”
    “How do you know?”
    “You threw up over the script because you didn’t want to tease me. No guy could have resisted that red dress, and you knew I wouldn’t have been able to control myself.”
    “You’re giving me a lot more credit than I deserve.” Her face reddened. “I felt it was unfair of me to lead you on and then deny you.”
    “Oh, I don’t think you could have denied me. I always get what I want.”
    “Conceited, aren’t we?” She gave him a playful push. “Guess that’s what Ronaldo and Mia wanted, a lot of conflict. So, what do we do now?”
    “I’ve an idea. For the rest of the episodes, we’ll go with their stupid script. Don’t worry about me. I’ll know you’re acting and I’ll be acting too. But we’ll also get off-camera time together where we can be ourselves.”
    Her smile was both sweet and touching. “I like your idea.”
    Warm fuzzies bubbled in Teo’s chest. What a big jump from distrusting him just a moment ago. She had a way of giving him credit and ascribing good motives to him, even though she claimed he was a player.
    “I like you, Amy. Whatever happens on the show, don’t forget it.”
    “Thanks, I honestly appreciate what you’re doing for me. Sorry I blew up the episode.”
    He stroked the back of her head, running his fingers through her silky hair. “I’m glad you cared enough about my feelings.”
    She swallowed, her eyelids fluttering. Placing her hand on his jaw, she traced his lower lip. “I hate to say this, but I’m starting to like you too.”
    Teo couldn’t help the smirk lifting his cheeks. The way her voice wobbled, she wasn’t acting. It had been hard for her to admit it. Tonight had turned out better than he’d expected. If he played it right, she’d be eating out of his hand soon, and his grandmother would be thoroughly convinced at her birthday party that Amy was his genuine girlfriend.
    He pressed a delicate kiss on her lips. “I’ll see you after the trials tomorrow. Wish me luck.”
    “You’re going to do great.” She hugged him, her precious body fitting into his embrace like she belonged there. “Stay safe, Teo-chan.”
    Her use of the affectionate ‘chan’ made his spine tingle. She sure played the part of girlfriend well.
    “I will, sweetie,” he said. “I enjoyed our date.”
    “Very much.” She dotted a kiss on his nose, got off the bed, and retreated toward the connecting door. With a demure wave of her small hand, she disappeared to the other side, leaving Teo’s blood pounding through his veins.
    She liked him. Pride puffed his chest at the same time a twisting pain clenched his stomach. She liked him, for now, but there’d be a day when she, too, would leave.
    Or worse, she was a better actress than he thought.

Chapter 12
    Saturday morning, Teo checked the zippers on his racing leathers as his sister Tasha adjusted his back protector. Claudio, the team manager, swaggered by and gave him a thumbs up. “You’re our best hope today. Weather’s clear, track’s dry. How’d you sleep

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