Page 51 of The Billionaire in Her Bed

The dreaded we-have-to-talk. Brooke’s heart squeezed into a knot, and her stomach plummeted what seemed like twenty stories. She fought to keep her tone light and her thoughts positive. “That sounds ominous. Do you have a wife and kids stashed somewhere? Are you on the FBI’s most wanted list?”

He laughed softly and kissed her nose. “Nothing that dire. I’ve got to go away for a couple of days. Business.”

“Is that all?” Relief coursed through her like a sugar rush. “We’re not joined at the hip, you know.”

“Could have fooled me.” His leg pressed into the small of her back, pulling her tight to him. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“How long will you be gone?”

“I’m leaving tomorrow, but I should be back sometime Sunday afternoon.”

“As luck would have it, I won’t be here this weekend, either.” She made a face. “Family stuff.”

“You don’t seem too excited.”

“I’m not.” Going to some hoity-toity fundraiser at the Worthington wasn’t exactly her idea of a rockin’ good time. “But I promised my sister I’d be there. I owe her for helping with the wedding.”

“Do you think you can manage two whole days without me?” His breath was hot against her ear, making her shiver.

“It’ll be hard, but I’ll try.”

He ground his hips against her, rubbing his already stiffening cock against her thigh. “Oh, it’ll be hard all right.”

Her traitorous body responded, her nipples hardening and a tingling sensation vibrating between her legs. “Is that all you think about?”

“When you’re lying in my arms naked?” He took one finger and drew a sensuous line from her neck to the valley between her breasts. “Hell, yes. It’s pretty much impossible to think about anything else.”

She couldn’t argue with that. She had the same problem where he was concerned.

“I’m flattered.” She shuddered as she sucked in a breath. “I think.”

“What do you say?” His wandering finger found her nipple. “One more round to tide us over until Sunday?”

She closed her eyes and surrendered to the waves of pleasure that took hold of her body whenever Eli touched her. “At least.”