The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

Amberleigh was awakened by the sun fighting its way through the cracks in the blinds and a deep voice saying “Shit!” When she opened her eyes, she was rewarded by the view of the billionaire’s fine ass as he scrambled out of her bed and frantically searched for his clothes.

She wondered just who the man beside her was this morning. Was it the Grayson she knew and didn’t care much for, or the one which got well acquainted with her body last night? She yawned as she sat up and wrapped herself in the covers.

“Bathroom,” she said.

                He spun around to face her, giving her an even more delicious view of his dangly bits. He squinted against the harsh streaks of sunlight shining through the crevices in the blinds.  He looked a bit pale this morning. No doubt he had one hell of a nasty hangover. She waited with baited breath.

                “Thank you.”

                “Is this part where you tell me last night was a mistake and it will never happen again? If you even remember it…”

She buried herself deeper in the covers.  But he surprised her once again when he climbed back on the bed and placed a gentle kiss against her forehead.

“No. This is the part where I tell you I’m five hours late for work and I have an important meeting in sixty-seven minutes. And I remember it. Not something I could forget.”

She snorted, “And this is the part where I tell you’re still pretty but you look like shit.”

He laughed, “Honesty is the best policy. I’ll grab some aspirin and a quick shower.”

“My shower is free,” she grinned wickedly.

The pretty boy leaned back on his heels and muttered the word “Fuck,” before he reached forward and brushed a kiss against her lips, “If I get in that shower with you, I will not get my ass out of this room, let alone to my meeting. So I must take a rain check.”

She sighed, at least it was progress. “I’ll expect you to make good on that promise Mr. Godwin. And I’ll expect you and I have to have ourselves us a nice little chat when you get home this evening. We have much to discuss.”

“Oh I can imagine. I agree to your terms my queen. Now I gotta get the fuck out of-”

There was a gentle rap against the door, “Amber? You missed our cooking lessons. Just checking in to see if you wanted some food.”

“Just a minute Leo,” she called.

Fan-fuckin-tastic. Things were about to get more interesting that was for fuckin sure.  This could go badly or Leo could take it with grace. It was one thing for the two of them to have drive through fucks late at night with the billionaire just cruising through, but another thing entirely to spend the entire night together, to dine in.

Grayson hopped off the bed and made for the bathroom to get his clothes. She loved to watch him leave, but hated to see him go. She scrambled out of bed and slipped into a robe. She could still smell and feel the billionaire on her.  Grayson wasn’t the only in need of a shower.

She waited until he’d slipped his pajama bottoms on before she opened the door to Leo. Leo gave her a nervous grin when he saw her. His dark eyes briefly skimming  over the bare skin of hers peaking from beneath her mid-thigh length robe.

“Rough night for everyone. Good afternoon,” he said.

“Good afternoon Leo. You look well this morning.”

Grayson came out of the bathroom and walked across the room, “Leo.”

Honestly, for a minute it was like watching a movie in Amberleigh’s opinion, as the chef’s eyes widened and he looked back and forth between the pair of them without saying a fuckin word. And not too much later the realization was written painfully across his face.

“Oh, I didn’t know you had company. Pardon my intrusion.  I thought you had left for the office hours ago G-Man. I’ll let you two get dressed. There’s food in the kitchen. And I’ll make you a hangover shake.”

Leo was already back pedaling for the door before Amberleigh could even get a word out, like he couldn’t get out of there fast enough. She thanked Leo and told him it was kind of him before he slipped out the door without so much as looking back at either of them.

“Shit!” uttered Grayson, running a hand through his thick hair.

                It was her sentiments exactly. “Leo will be ok with this. He knows about the arrangement after all” she muttered lamely.

                “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. And he clearly has feeling for you Amber. Fuck. I’ll talk to him.”

                “Do you have feelings for me Grayson? Now that you’re sober?”

                She leaned up against the white couch and waited for his answer. So much seemed to be riding on his answer.  And she hated herself for how badly she wanted him to say yes, how much she needed him too. She’d vowed long ago not to let men have power over her ever again. And here she was, with not one, but two men who she would do anything for truth be fuckin told.

                “I wanted to fuck you since I first laid eyes on you. But now I want to do even more than that. I want to make love to you Amberleigh.”

                Great fuckin answer! Amberleigh was smiling against his lips as the billionaire kissed her.