Melody Anne's Billionaire Universe: Refuse to Settle (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Stephanie Haefner
Authors: Stephanie Haefner
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adorable.”
“Are you gonna help or just coo over me?”
“What about the floral peplum top with black skinny jeans and boots? That looks so awesome on you.”
“I don’t know where we’re going. What if it’s fancy?”
“Okay. Keep the top and skinnies, but wear my fuchsia peep-toe shoes and those chandelier earrings I bought last week.”
“You don’t think that’s too much?”
“No. It will be perfect.”
Jilly was just going to have to take Charlene’s word for it. She was running out of time and the anxiety was kicking in. “Thanks. I love you so much!”
Jilly hung up with her friend and busied herself with date preparation. Why was she so nervous? It’s not like she’d never been on a date before. But this was different. Colin was different. At least she hoped.
Her doorbell rang at 5:01 and her body filled with flutters. She opened the door to him and said “Hi” as she soaked in every inch of dreaminess. Dark jeans with a thin gray sweater, pushed up at the forearms. A sexy amount of stubble and those delicious lips in a sly smile.
“You look amazing,” he said before she fully finished admiring him.
She tucked her hair behind her ear. “Thanks.”
“Ready to go?”
“Yes.” Jilly grabbed her purse and a sweater and locked her door. “Where are we going?”
He reached for her hand as they headed out to the street. “You’ll see.”
“Should I be scared? After all, you could be a serial killer.”
“I assure you I am not.”
“I bet that’s what they all say.”
He led her to a very fancy sports car and opened the door for her. “This is really nice. Did your company restore this one?”
“Actually no. This was my grandfather’s car. He bought it brand new in 1961.”
After he closed the door behind her, she took the few seconds of alone time to look around the inside of the vehicle. Holy shit! A freaking Ferrari!
“I got my love of cars from him,” Colin said as he took his seat. “He left me his baby when he died.”
“I bet he’s real proud of your company.”
“I hope so.”
Colin pulled away from the curb and as they drove, conversation flowed easily. For a rich guy who came from a super powerful family, he was pretty down to earth. A bit full of himself, perhaps, but it was slowly becoming one of his charms.
“Wait. Where are we going?” Jilly looked out the window as they turned into a small private airport. “What are we doing here?”
“You can’t fly to LA without going to the airport.”
“ LA ?”
“It’s only an hour and twenty minute flight from San Fran to LA. Just in time for dinner. There’s a James Beard Award-winning chef there who has an extensive vegan menu at one of his restaurants.”
“So…you just decided to whisk me off to LA for the night?”
“Yeah,” he replied with that same sexy grin, as if flying off to another part of the state on a whim was no big deal.
Jilly wasn’t sure if she should be pissed or flattered. Who am I kidding? This was pretty damn cool.
Colin drove around the main terminal toward the back, pulling up next to a small plane with an open door and stairs cascading from it. “Rutherford” had been painted on its tail. A private jet. She shouldn’t have been surprised.
They stepped out of the car and Colin met her on the passenger side. “Your flying chariot awaits.”
She climbed the stairs ahead of him, praying she didn’t stumble in Charlene’s platform heels.
After stepping inside the aircraft, she was greeted by the pilot. “Welcome aboard, Miss Cole.”
“Thank you.”
The inside was cream leather with burgundy trim, an “R” monogram in the center of each headrest. A matching couch and mahogany tables completed the décor. It looked more like a posh hotel suite than an airplane.
“Mr. Rutherford, we should be able to take off shortly.”
“Great. Thank you, George.”
While the pilot closed and secured the door, Colin led Jilly to the couch. The table nearby held a
“Are you gonna help or just coo over me?”
“What about the floral peplum top with black skinny jeans and boots? That looks so awesome on you.”
“I don’t know where we’re going. What if it’s fancy?”
“Okay. Keep the top and skinnies, but wear my fuchsia peep-toe shoes and those chandelier earrings I bought last week.”
“You don’t think that’s too much?”
“No. It will be perfect.”
Jilly was just going to have to take Charlene’s word for it. She was running out of time and the anxiety was kicking in. “Thanks. I love you so much!”
Jilly hung up with her friend and busied herself with date preparation. Why was she so nervous? It’s not like she’d never been on a date before. But this was different. Colin was different. At least she hoped.
Her doorbell rang at 5:01 and her body filled with flutters. She opened the door to him and said “Hi” as she soaked in every inch of dreaminess. Dark jeans with a thin gray sweater, pushed up at the forearms. A sexy amount of stubble and those delicious lips in a sly smile.
“You look amazing,” he said before she fully finished admiring him.
She tucked her hair behind her ear. “Thanks.”
“Ready to go?”
“Yes.” Jilly grabbed her purse and a sweater and locked her door. “Where are we going?”
He reached for her hand as they headed out to the street. “You’ll see.”
“Should I be scared? After all, you could be a serial killer.”
“I assure you I am not.”
“I bet that’s what they all say.”
He led her to a very fancy sports car and opened the door for her. “This is really nice. Did your company restore this one?”
“Actually no. This was my grandfather’s car. He bought it brand new in 1961.”
After he closed the door behind her, she took the few seconds of alone time to look around the inside of the vehicle. Holy shit! A freaking Ferrari!
“I got my love of cars from him,” Colin said as he took his seat. “He left me his baby when he died.”
“I bet he’s real proud of your company.”
“I hope so.”
Colin pulled away from the curb and as they drove, conversation flowed easily. For a rich guy who came from a super powerful family, he was pretty down to earth. A bit full of himself, perhaps, but it was slowly becoming one of his charms.
“Wait. Where are we going?” Jilly looked out the window as they turned into a small private airport. “What are we doing here?”
“You can’t fly to LA without going to the airport.”
“ LA ?”
“It’s only an hour and twenty minute flight from San Fran to LA. Just in time for dinner. There’s a James Beard Award-winning chef there who has an extensive vegan menu at one of his restaurants.”
“So…you just decided to whisk me off to LA for the night?”
“Yeah,” he replied with that same sexy grin, as if flying off to another part of the state on a whim was no big deal.
Jilly wasn’t sure if she should be pissed or flattered. Who am I kidding? This was pretty damn cool.
Colin drove around the main terminal toward the back, pulling up next to a small plane with an open door and stairs cascading from it. “Rutherford” had been painted on its tail. A private jet. She shouldn’t have been surprised.
They stepped out of the car and Colin met her on the passenger side. “Your flying chariot awaits.”
She climbed the stairs ahead of him, praying she didn’t stumble in Charlene’s platform heels.
After stepping inside the aircraft, she was greeted by the pilot. “Welcome aboard, Miss Cole.”
“Thank you.”
The inside was cream leather with burgundy trim, an “R” monogram in the center of each headrest. A matching couch and mahogany tables completed the décor. It looked more like a posh hotel suite than an airplane.
“Mr. Rutherford, we should be able to take off shortly.”
“Great. Thank you, George.”
While the pilot closed and secured the door, Colin led Jilly to the couch. The table nearby held a
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