Billionaires: Seven Sweet Billionaire Romances
Kendra saw Michael from half a block away. He leaned against his Ferrari. The car looked so out of place amidst the cobblestone sidewalks and crepe myrtle trees. He wore dark denim jeans and a turtleneck. Even in that casual dress, he gave off an impression of power, intensity, and attractiveness. Michael crossed his arms across his chest, and she took a breath.
Had they really been in love once? It seemed like an impossibility. Kendra shook the thought out of her mind. She was here for closure. She was here to assist an old friend. That was all.
— Her Perfect Match by Preslaysa Williams
Janey pushed open the door to the McIntosh room. She thought the guitar on the bed told her everything that she needed to know—that she needed to set down the flowers and get out of the room as soon as possible. But when the bathroom door swung open and steam rolled out and the man from the stadium emerged wearing only a towel, she knew that she had a lot to learn.
The sound of the door banging against the wall caused Emily to spin on the spot and stare open-mouthed at a dripping wet David, in nothing but the world’s tiniest towel. The two of them gawped at each other, then Emily burst out laughing. Forgetting that she was wearing nothing but a white satin slip, she dropped the dress.
“That was the world’s fastest shower,” she said between breaths. She had to gasp for air after laughing so hard. “Why are you wearing a face cloth?”
David’s face grew crimson red as he clutched the towel protecting what was left of his modesty.
“There aren’t any towels in the bathroom.” He sidled toward the closet grinning sheepishly at her. Emily roared. In fact, she laughed so hard, she creased over clutching the splitting pain in her side as she fell onto the bed.
Emily eyed him. His body glistened in the golden sunset streaming through the windows, which softened the lines of his muscles. Yes, he did look sexy. But the miniscule square of cotton had her rolling around on the bed with laughter again.
— Who Wants to Date a Billionaire? By Laura Burton