One White Lie: Barrington Billionaire's Series: Book One by Jeannette Winters Page A

right then, but he had sensed she was not as experienced as he was at that time. But she had been a fast learner.
    In a matter of weeks she had been able to penetrate the fortress he had built around himself. It was a time when he thought he had everything. A great job working for his father at Poly-Shyn and a hot and sexy young woman on his arm. But she was so much more than that. When he was with her, he felt like a different person. Yes, they had the most amazing sex he had ever experienced, but that was only one piece of their relationship. It had been a time when he relaxed, slowed down, spent quiet evenings doing nothing but enjoying her company.
    That’s when I had the time to spare. There is no room for such things now. If he hadn’t broken things off with her then, he wouldn’t be where he was today. Success came with sacrifices. Sacrifices he still intended to make. He wouldn’t allow everything he had worked hard for slip through his fingers. Yes, he’d had wanted her and felt sated for taking her. It still was the best sex of his life.
    The last thing he needed was the responsibility to care for another person. He was free to come and go as he pleased. No one hounding him about why he didn’t come home after work. He ate what he wanted, when he wanted, and did only things that pleased him. If anyone has an issue with that, it’s their fucking problem. Not mine.
    What would please him right now would be having Lena again. Closing his eyes, he could almost feel how silky soft she’d felt against him. Her body had always enticed him, but something was different. Her hips were rounder than he recalled, and her ass curved perfectly as he cupped it in his hands. The one thing that hasn’t changed is how damn responsive she is when I touch her .
    He could feel his cock harden with need. Brice wanted her in his arms again, not later, but now. Damn, why didn’t you take me up on my offer? She said she had plans. After their hot little afternoon fuck, what could she possibly have found more enticing than going another round? She had said it was a one-time thing, but that was not what he wanted. He recalled a time when they’d spent an entire day in bed enjoying what each other had to offer. Had she forgotten?
    He knew there was no way she was spending the weekend alone. But who was she with? If it was a boyfriend, he didn’t mean all that much to her, not the way she’d melted in his arms.
    When he thought of some other man having her right now, it pulled at the pit of his stomach. Getting up from his desk, he pushed his chair back and walked out of the lab. Damn you, Lena. I closed that door years ago. I’m not going to open it again. He wouldn’t care. She meant nothing to him. They were purely two people who needed their sexual needs released. Nothing more.

Chapter Eight

    “N ana. Nana.” Lena heard Nicholas shouting from the other room. It was a bittersweet sound. How she wished her son could have more family surrounding him, but the closer they became, the harder it was living in Boston.
    Her father came to sit by her on the couch. “Your mother is having one heck of a time getting little Nicky to eat his vegetables. If I remember right, you were a picky eater at that age too.”
    Lena turned to face him. “I’ll eat almost anything.”
    Her father laughed. “Not at two. I remember some little girl taking her peas and flicking them one by one onto the floor. Of course our collie didn’t mind that so much.”
    I love peas. Some things do change over time. And by the sounds of her mother’s voice in the other room, having a grandchild in the house changed a lot.
    “Maybe I should go and check on them.”
    When she started to get up, her father took her hand and stopped her. “Lena, give them some time alone. It will be fine. Your mother was able to raise three children; I’m sure she can sweet talk this one just like she did you guys.”
    He was probably right. Her mother had a way of saying