The Billionaire's Demands (A Boardrooms and Billionaires Series Book) (Entangled Indulgence) by Addison Fox

walked. Booth pointed toward a large group of people gathered around a street performer. A heavily made-up clown was tying balloons for a group of awestruck children. “The magazine article’s a good idea. I don’t think I’ve ever done this before. Or if I did, it’s been too long to remember.”
    “Oh, I don’t know. The smell of those sea lions alone would leave a sense memory that would be hard to forget.”
    “Fair point.”
    Once again, that subtle flash of awareness that there was something underlying his words struck Camryn and she used the easy camaraderie they’d sunk into to probe a bit. “You didn’t do a lot of trips as a kid?”
    “We did very elegant trips to Europe where we ate in high-end restaurants and visited museums. And then my mother and I would spend a month on the Harrison yacht, docked along the Mediterranean Coast.”
    “A most excellent experience, I’m sure. My family’s summers weren’t all that different, but at least we got out a bit.” She added a small smile. “We didn’t go to Europe every year.”
    His gaze was directed somewhere in the distance and, she suspected, his thoughts as well. “It was excellent and I’d hardly deserve any sympathy for such a life, but it was awfully boring most of the time.”
    She couldn’t quite shake the image of a very privileged little boy, trapped on a boat for an entire summer. While certainly not a hard life, it couldn’t have been all that stimulating. It was also further proof of an idea she’d realized long ago: prisons came in all shapes and sizes, and no matter how lush or lovely they were, they still meant you were trapped.

Chapter Six
    “Do I need to ask your intentions?”
    Booth nearly choked mid-swig on a bottle of water as his half brother’s voice came booming through the phone. The thinly veiled warning in Nathan’s voice had Booth up and pacing his hotel suite. “When did you suddenly become a Boy Scout? Or a grandfather?”
    “When I fell in love with the greatest woman in the world and developed an equally strong yet brotherly affection for her two sisters. Besides, my best friend already went hound-dog and got Mayson pregnant. I figure I’d better hedge my bets a bit earlier with Camryn.”
    Booth couldn’t hold back the good-natured smile, even as his brother’s words hit a bit close to the mark. “Holt never could be trusted.”
    “Obviously. But since not only has he made an honest woman of Mayson, he’s so besotted with her it reflects off of him like a mirror, I’ve decided to cut him some slack.”
    “How generous of you.”
    “What can I say? I’ve mellowed.”
    Where his first reaction to that statement would have been a snort of derision, Booth knew the statement was 100 percent true. “You have.”
    “Hard to believe, I know.”
    “It’s a definite improvement.”
    “But it doesn’t mean I’ve gone completely soft.” With a tenacity Booth had always been slightly envious of, Nathan neatly shifted the conversation back to his earlier question. “So I repeat my initial question. What are your intentions toward Camryn?”
    “I’m not looking for your approval.” Booth squeezed the bottle in his hands and willed his voice to stay calm. In control. “I enjoy her company. I want to get to know her better.”
    “Wrong answer.”
    “I don’t want to get back to that awkward place between us but I won’t back down. She’s a dynamic woman and I’m interested in her.”
    “Asshole.”
    “Takes one to know one.” The easy camaraderie had been hard-won, but the few moments with his brother were more than welcome after a difficult week of planning for the conference, his usually heavy slate of meetings, and the typical head-butting with his father.
    They were even more welcome considering not even a year ago they were barely able to be civil to each other.
    “What do you think of the proposal I sent you on the Vegas property? You interested in taking over the entertainment