The Billionaire’s Games (The Billionaire’s Obsession 2)

Emily and Nick were arriving in a few hours, I was finishing off breakfast with Evan. Trying to get our stories straight. We hadn’t discussed our relationship yet, but what we couldn’t deny was the fact that we were into each other. Physically. We couldn’t be like that in front of our friends, because they’d ask questions which we couldn’t answer. We had to figure out what we wanted till we explained ourselves so for now, we’d keep our attraction for each other to ourselves.

“When is your friend coming over?” Evan asked, getting to his feet to clean up our dishes.

I got up as well and walked over to the sink, ready to wash our dishes while Evan did the drying, “This Friday. She’ll fly back to the states Wednesday.”

“She’s not staying long.” Evan was drying everything and putting them back to where they belonged, “Doesn’t she want to explore Tokyo?”

“No.”

“Girl talk, I got it.”

I didn’t want him to get it, he wasn’t supposed to know Laurel was coming over to talk about him.

“No, she’s just paying me a visit. Make sure I’m okay.”

He wasn’t buying it, his eyes were alight with amusement, “Right. Of course, she is.”

“She really is!”

He held up his hands, a massive grin spread across his face, “Okay, I believe you. No need to get so defensive.”

I narrowed my eyes on him, his cheerful smug look making me scrunch my nose. He didn’t believe me at all and he shouldn’t because I was obviously making things up. But to respect my wishes he could at least not gloat.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“You’re not getting any tonight,” I whispered, pushing him aside while I dried my hands.

That made the smile drop from his face. He leaned with his hip against the counter, while his eyes pierced mine, “I was getting laid tonight?” He asked, suddenly sounding very serious.

Putting the towel away I moved to the living room, taking a seat on my nice rug, putting my laptop back on the table to check my blog and other important messages.

“You’re not getting any now.” I sang to him.

He followed me to the living room, taking a seat right beside me. It was hard not to smile, knowing my tactic to get back at him for gloating worked. There was no way I could deny him if he tried to woo me. I had to be honest with myself and just admit it already, I longed for him. After our night together I definitely couldn’t deny him.

“I think we should revisit and revise.”

I titled my head to the side and pouted my lips, pretending like I was thinking about it, “Should we?”

His eyes scanned my face, he was taking his time before he answered me. I was pretty sure he was analyzing the situation, going back to the first time I mentioned he wasn’t getting any tonight. I think I was right to assume that because his lips curled up to a smirk while he leaned closer to me. Gently he placed his lips against my neck, giving me a soft kiss there and slowly trailing his lips up till he reached my ear. His lips brushed against my ear, his breath giving me shivers.

“I think you’re messing with me, Zo.” He whispered to me.

I couldn’t answer him because he was right, I was indeed messing with him. He placed his hand on my cheek and turned my head, making me look at him. He looked anything but smug or amused. His eyes were burning with dark promises. Without thinking I leaned in, pressing my lips against his. Evan kissed me back, but slow and soft. It was like he was savoring it. Like he’d never kiss me again. The thought made me desperate. Wrapping my arms around his neck I pulled him closer, trying to deepen the kiss. It made him chuckle. He gently pulled away, his nose brushing against mine before he looked me in the eyes.

“We’ll save it for tonight.”

My eyes traveled to his lips, “Why not now?”

He brushed his thumb over my lower lip, “Because we have to take care of so many things. If we end up in bed now, I know I wouldn’t want to leave it.”

He was right about that. If we ended up there I’d want to take my time. With Evan, it just felt right, like we fit together perfectly. I knew he had a bit more experience so it might not be as amazing for him as it was for me, but I was sure I’d get addicted to him. I really needed Laurel right now. She needed to talk some sense into me.

“You’re right.” I told him, pulling away completely to get away from temptation, “We do have a lot to take care of.”

“How are things going.” His eyes traveled to my laptop sitting in front of me, “You having any problems?” He lowered his voice, “Are your parents giving you a hard time again?”

I sighed, “No, they’re leaving me alone.”

“I don’t like the way your father talks to you.” Evan let me know, “It’s like he’s treating you like you don’t have a mind of your own. Like your own wishes don’t matter.”

“I know.”

“I want to talk about it.” Evan told me, “But when we have more time.”

“There is a lot we need to talk about.” I reminded him.

He reached for his phone, his eyes scanning through some message he received while he answered me, “True, we should definitely sit down and talk about things.” He looked up, his eyes full of guilt, “I hate to do this, but I need to run. I do believe we need to talk, I’m not joking about that.”

I smiled at him, “I never thought you were joking.” I told him, “We’ll talk when things settle down. I know today is your Emily and Nick day. Maybe we can talk tomorrow?”

“Yes.” He got to his feet, his phone still glued to his hand, “We’ll definitely do that. You staying over at my place tonight?”

“How about you come over to my place after you’re done?”

“Sounds good to me.”

He left in a rush, probably meeting Chris to prepare things for Emily and Nick. Their visit was out of the blue, but Evan told me Emily wanted to see him. I didn’t want to snoop, but I was kind of curious to know why she suddenly had to urge to see him. I knew she’d never betray Nick, they were crazy about each other. I knew something happened and I couldn’t help but wonder about that.