ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: The CEO's Game (CEO Bad Boy Alpha Male Stepbrother Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories) by Kristina King
Authors: Kristina King
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he was saying.
"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. If she really falls in love with me, she'll hopefully be able to forgive the deception and understand." Simon said, wincing as he tried to put some weight on his leg and stand up. "That horse got me good, I think I'll survive, but it's going to be sore for a few days."
"Perfect." Dan muttered. "Why her? She's not even that pretty. The other woman was gorgeous, if I wasn't gay, I'd hit it."
"You and I have different tastes. I love the country girl next door look, I like a little cushion and meat on my women, and I never did really understand the appeal of the super skinny women. You remember my evil ex-wife, right? My grandfather introduced us and told me she'd make a good figurehead as a wife. Too bad he died before he got to see her cheat on me. I have no desire to go there again. I want a woman who knows her worth, and doesn't rely on looks for success. She's cute in her own way, all those curves in the right places, clear skin, and big chocolate, doe-like eyes. Reminds me of a horse. She also seems a little skittish like a horse. Makes me want to tame her." Simon said his grin spreading over his face, looking a little excited.
"You and your horses. You realize that she could hurt you emotionally the way that horse just hurt your leg?" Dan said, putting his arm out on Simon's shoulder. "Just don't play with fire. You'll get burned."
"But that's half the fun." Simon said grinning even bigger, then patted Dan's arm to reassure him before he limped off. "I have a date to plan."
Chapter 3
Charles Simon Loubatton pulled in front of Izzy's apartment in a borrowed Honda Civic from Dan. It was a decent, functional car, but wasn't an expensive car, like his own cars which were in his garage at home.
He had researched Izzy's company and knew she made a pretty good living, yet she lived in an apartment complex that didn't look very expensive, and kept a roommate. She apparently lived well within her means, or below it.
Interesting. She was fascinating. Izzy could have afforded a nice house, or at least a condo in a fancier part of town. He wondered why she didn't feel the need for a bigger, fancier place. It was clear that her friend and roommate Robbie was all about money.
Izzy and Robbie were an odd pair. Robbie had sex appeal out the wazoo, but Izzy had the girl next door curves that made a man want to spend all night exploring them and taking her again and again, pushing her into a frenzy of passion.
He smiled when he texted her that he was waiting outside of her building and smiled when he saw her come out wearing a simple, strappy sundress and practical shoes that she could walk in.
She waved to him as soon as she saw him. She walked over to the car, her brown purse hung over her shoulder, opened the door and climbed into the car next to him.
"Hi Simon." She said smiling at him, the flash of her white teeth making him picture her mouth on him. He leaned forward to peck a quick kiss on her cheek before focusing on driving the car out of the parking lot and on to the road.
"I figured we could go to a nice steak restaurant that just opened, I'm friends with one of the waiters and they managed to get us a table." He told her, driving towards the downtown area.
"Are you talking about Sylvie's Steakhouse? I heard it was almost impossible to get into, especially on short notice. That waiter must really love you." Izzy said, sounding impressed.
"He's a good friend." Simon said, grinning at her. What he didn't tell her, was that he had invested in the steakhouse because they were using his beef for the steaks. He wasn't only an oil tycoon; he also had a large ranch in Texas that produced high quality beef. The staff had already been warned not to call him anything but Simon and that they should not treat him like royalty in order to not to scare off his guest.
When he pulled in front of the quaint restaurant, he got out and opened the door for Izzy, tossed
"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. If she really falls in love with me, she'll hopefully be able to forgive the deception and understand." Simon said, wincing as he tried to put some weight on his leg and stand up. "That horse got me good, I think I'll survive, but it's going to be sore for a few days."
"Perfect." Dan muttered. "Why her? She's not even that pretty. The other woman was gorgeous, if I wasn't gay, I'd hit it."
"You and I have different tastes. I love the country girl next door look, I like a little cushion and meat on my women, and I never did really understand the appeal of the super skinny women. You remember my evil ex-wife, right? My grandfather introduced us and told me she'd make a good figurehead as a wife. Too bad he died before he got to see her cheat on me. I have no desire to go there again. I want a woman who knows her worth, and doesn't rely on looks for success. She's cute in her own way, all those curves in the right places, clear skin, and big chocolate, doe-like eyes. Reminds me of a horse. She also seems a little skittish like a horse. Makes me want to tame her." Simon said his grin spreading over his face, looking a little excited.
"You and your horses. You realize that she could hurt you emotionally the way that horse just hurt your leg?" Dan said, putting his arm out on Simon's shoulder. "Just don't play with fire. You'll get burned."
"But that's half the fun." Simon said grinning even bigger, then patted Dan's arm to reassure him before he limped off. "I have a date to plan."
Chapter 3
Charles Simon Loubatton pulled in front of Izzy's apartment in a borrowed Honda Civic from Dan. It was a decent, functional car, but wasn't an expensive car, like his own cars which were in his garage at home.
He had researched Izzy's company and knew she made a pretty good living, yet she lived in an apartment complex that didn't look very expensive, and kept a roommate. She apparently lived well within her means, or below it.
Interesting. She was fascinating. Izzy could have afforded a nice house, or at least a condo in a fancier part of town. He wondered why she didn't feel the need for a bigger, fancier place. It was clear that her friend and roommate Robbie was all about money.
Izzy and Robbie were an odd pair. Robbie had sex appeal out the wazoo, but Izzy had the girl next door curves that made a man want to spend all night exploring them and taking her again and again, pushing her into a frenzy of passion.
He smiled when he texted her that he was waiting outside of her building and smiled when he saw her come out wearing a simple, strappy sundress and practical shoes that she could walk in.
She waved to him as soon as she saw him. She walked over to the car, her brown purse hung over her shoulder, opened the door and climbed into the car next to him.
"Hi Simon." She said smiling at him, the flash of her white teeth making him picture her mouth on him. He leaned forward to peck a quick kiss on her cheek before focusing on driving the car out of the parking lot and on to the road.
"I figured we could go to a nice steak restaurant that just opened, I'm friends with one of the waiters and they managed to get us a table." He told her, driving towards the downtown area.
"Are you talking about Sylvie's Steakhouse? I heard it was almost impossible to get into, especially on short notice. That waiter must really love you." Izzy said, sounding impressed.
"He's a good friend." Simon said, grinning at her. What he didn't tell her, was that he had invested in the steakhouse because they were using his beef for the steaks. He wasn't only an oil tycoon; he also had a large ranch in Texas that produced high quality beef. The staff had already been warned not to call him anything but Simon and that they should not treat him like royalty in order to not to scare off his guest.
When he pulled in front of the quaint restaurant, he got out and opened the door for Izzy, tossed
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