ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: The CEO's Game (CEO Bad Boy Alpha Male Stepbrother Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories) by Kristina King Page A
Authors: Kristina King
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his keys to the valet and slipped the man twenty dollars. Simon escorted Izzy inside and told the hostess that they had reservations at 8:30 for Simon.
The hostess nodded, sent him a subtle wink and escorted him to the back of the building to a small corner booth that was very private and intimate. He thanked the hostess as they sat down and they were handed their menus.
"Wow." Izzy said staring at the menu, not believing the price of steaks, she was used to a twenty dollar steak, these steaks were two hundred dollars a plate.
"Don't worry about the price, it’s my treat, I've wanted to eat here for a couple weeks, it's been a couple months since the last time I ate here and I couldn't think of a better excuse than to bring along a beautiful guest for company." He told her, putting his hand over hers to reassure her.
Izzy nodded, and Simon could tell the cost made her uncomfortable and wondered if he'd made a mistake bringing her to a place this fancy on a first date. Most women loved to see him throw money away on them, but she wasn't reacting like he'd expected her too.
"Are you sure you can afford this on a landscapers salary? I can pay for myself." Izzy told him, looking concerned.
Simon looked shocked, realizing that she wasn't offended about the price, but was worried about him being able to afford it and was willing to cover her share of the bill.
Fascinating.
"I'm sure." He told her grinning. "I get a big discount here."
"Okay." Izzy said, not quite looking like she believed him, but she nodded and looked back at her menu.
The rest of the meal was pleasurable, they were plied with wine, but Izzy noticed he stopped after the second glass since he was driving, though he encouraged her to drink as much as she wanted.
She drank almost a whole bottle of wine herself, and her steak was cooked to a medium-rare perfection. When Simon asked if she wanted dessert she shook her head no, and thanked him for the offer. She was ready to go whenever he was.
He asked her if she wanted to go back to her apartment, or go for a walk on the beach. Izzy thought about it for a minute, a walk in the beach in the moonlight sounded perfect.
"Beach, definitely." She told him, smiling.
They waited for the valet to bring his car back, and then they climbed in; he tipped the valet again and headed down towards the beach. He founded a secluded part of the beach that no one usually came to, as the water edge was too rocky, but the beach higher up towards the parking lot was perfect for walking on.
He grabbed a blanket out of the backseat and slung it over his shoulder. "In case we feel like sitting for a few minutes."
Izzy nodded, the moon spinning slightly from all the wine, but she smiled. This was the best date she had ever been on. He was pleasurable to talk to, and he talked about everything from his interest in working with his hands, to his interest in horses.
They walked hand in hand on the beach for a while before Izzy stopped to take off her shoes, she didn’t like the way the sand rubbed her feet between her skin and her shoes. She carried her shoes in one hand as they walked. After walking for a while Simon finally stopped and set the blanket out.
"I have a confession to make." Simon told her as he sat down next to her.
"What?" Izzy said.
"In the moonlight it's hard to resist touching you." Simon whispered, leaning near her face, their lips but an inch apart.
Izzy gasped, her mind going wild, she couldn't believe this was where the evening was going to go.
He put his hand on the back of her head, pulling her head so close their lips almost touched. "I've been picturing my hands tangled in your hair, but first I want to bury my face between your legs."
Izzy was shocked by his blunt language, but moaned and then pressed her mouth against his, unable to stop herself. Her imagination was able to picture his face between her legs, slowly savouring her with his tongue, that's all it took for her to throw caution to the
The hostess nodded, sent him a subtle wink and escorted him to the back of the building to a small corner booth that was very private and intimate. He thanked the hostess as they sat down and they were handed their menus.
"Wow." Izzy said staring at the menu, not believing the price of steaks, she was used to a twenty dollar steak, these steaks were two hundred dollars a plate.
"Don't worry about the price, it’s my treat, I've wanted to eat here for a couple weeks, it's been a couple months since the last time I ate here and I couldn't think of a better excuse than to bring along a beautiful guest for company." He told her, putting his hand over hers to reassure her.
Izzy nodded, and Simon could tell the cost made her uncomfortable and wondered if he'd made a mistake bringing her to a place this fancy on a first date. Most women loved to see him throw money away on them, but she wasn't reacting like he'd expected her too.
"Are you sure you can afford this on a landscapers salary? I can pay for myself." Izzy told him, looking concerned.
Simon looked shocked, realizing that she wasn't offended about the price, but was worried about him being able to afford it and was willing to cover her share of the bill.
Fascinating.
"I'm sure." He told her grinning. "I get a big discount here."
"Okay." Izzy said, not quite looking like she believed him, but she nodded and looked back at her menu.
The rest of the meal was pleasurable, they were plied with wine, but Izzy noticed he stopped after the second glass since he was driving, though he encouraged her to drink as much as she wanted.
She drank almost a whole bottle of wine herself, and her steak was cooked to a medium-rare perfection. When Simon asked if she wanted dessert she shook her head no, and thanked him for the offer. She was ready to go whenever he was.
He asked her if she wanted to go back to her apartment, or go for a walk on the beach. Izzy thought about it for a minute, a walk in the beach in the moonlight sounded perfect.
"Beach, definitely." She told him, smiling.
They waited for the valet to bring his car back, and then they climbed in; he tipped the valet again and headed down towards the beach. He founded a secluded part of the beach that no one usually came to, as the water edge was too rocky, but the beach higher up towards the parking lot was perfect for walking on.
He grabbed a blanket out of the backseat and slung it over his shoulder. "In case we feel like sitting for a few minutes."
Izzy nodded, the moon spinning slightly from all the wine, but she smiled. This was the best date she had ever been on. He was pleasurable to talk to, and he talked about everything from his interest in working with his hands, to his interest in horses.
They walked hand in hand on the beach for a while before Izzy stopped to take off her shoes, she didn’t like the way the sand rubbed her feet between her skin and her shoes. She carried her shoes in one hand as they walked. After walking for a while Simon finally stopped and set the blanket out.
"I have a confession to make." Simon told her as he sat down next to her.
"What?" Izzy said.
"In the moonlight it's hard to resist touching you." Simon whispered, leaning near her face, their lips but an inch apart.
Izzy gasped, her mind going wild, she couldn't believe this was where the evening was going to go.
He put his hand on the back of her head, pulling her head so close their lips almost touched. "I've been picturing my hands tangled in your hair, but first I want to bury my face between your legs."
Izzy was shocked by his blunt language, but moaned and then pressed her mouth against his, unable to stop herself. Her imagination was able to picture his face between her legs, slowly savouring her with his tongue, that's all it took for her to throw caution to the
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