Seduce me if you dare: Alpha Billionaire Romance (The Secret Matchmaker Book 1) by L.N. Pearl, S.K. Lee
Authors: L.N. Pearl, S.K. Lee
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before, but I hadn't. She definitely had been as into me as I was into her. Morning after regret must have been weighing on her mind by the look on her pretty face.
"Well, however it happened, we're stuck together for a while. I want a wife and you're just the girl to help me find her." I winked and opened the car door for her. She glanced back at me, the seat before her a little too familiar I suspected. "Get in. I don't bite, unless you want me to."
"That's half of the problem." She got in and buckled up as my heart skipped a beat.
I paid the valet and got in the car, turning the music down and the heater up as I glanced over at her. "So... a match maker who doesn't actually believe in love?"
She chuckled, her mood lightening just a little, but I liked it. "Match making has nothing to do with love and everything to do with compatibility."
"I'm compatible. Don't you think?"
"You're a gem in the sack, but I don't know anything else about you. My job is to find out enough to put you together with a woman perfectly suited for you." She pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose and let out another chuckle. "Why would a guy who just slept with a random stranger want a wife?"
"Why would a woman as passionate as you not want a man to hold you at night? To wake you up in the wee hours of the morning and make love to you again, worshiping your body and feeding your soul?" I knew taking a shot back at her wasn't fair, yet I was unable to help myself.
She glanced toward me and I almost regretted my words. Someone had hurt her—badly. The fact that she was ballsy enough to slap me with the truth of my own situation meant she was straightforward, a hard hitter, but trustworthy. I liked her even more in the moment.
"I'll start this process for you, but I'm not going to be able to finish it." She glanced down at her nails and licked at her pretty pink lips.
"Why not?"
"Because." She refused to look at me.
"We've made love, Lila. I'm more than some guy you just met. Well, not really." I tried, but failed to get her to see things my way.
"We screwed last night and you were supposed to disappear after that." Her voice was harsh and it was obvious she wasn't going to yield to me easily.
Fine.
"So tell me why you can't help me, or I'll just let Gisele know that you're not a good fit because I'm attracted to you. That way you swing around a pole leaves me breathless. She should know it's an unfair situation as I'm not sure any woman could take my attention off of you." I winked as she looked up.
"You would not."
"I would. I'm a heartless rich bastard who loves to fuck random girls in my car, remember?"
Her sardonic chuckle caused my lips to lift in a smile.
"Fine. Don't say anything to her, please. I have a good-girl reputation I'd like to keep up, even though it's a farce."
"A big one."
"Right. Anyway..." she rolled her eyes and turned toward me. "I want to open my own business and I have everything together for it, but the location. Real Estate has always been something I struggle with. Finding the right location is everything."
"For a business it sure is."
"Exactly. I've looked at a million places and none of them seem right." She let out a short sigh. "I just don't want to work for someone else my whole life. I'm capable of building something from the ground up. I have no doubt."
I couldn't help but look over at her as I pulled up to a red light. The thoughts running through my head were crazy, and yet I was willing to put it all on the table for another night with this girl.
"Hear me out?" A long strand of chestnut hair had come out of her bun and played around her face as she turned and locked her eyes onto me. I reached up and tucked it behind her ear.
"Okay. What do I have to lose?" She crossed her arms across her chest again and I had to stop myself from tugging her arms free from the restrictive hold. I hated to see the self-assured girl I met last night, transformed into a wounded soul right before my
"Well, however it happened, we're stuck together for a while. I want a wife and you're just the girl to help me find her." I winked and opened the car door for her. She glanced back at me, the seat before her a little too familiar I suspected. "Get in. I don't bite, unless you want me to."
"That's half of the problem." She got in and buckled up as my heart skipped a beat.
I paid the valet and got in the car, turning the music down and the heater up as I glanced over at her. "So... a match maker who doesn't actually believe in love?"
She chuckled, her mood lightening just a little, but I liked it. "Match making has nothing to do with love and everything to do with compatibility."
"I'm compatible. Don't you think?"
"You're a gem in the sack, but I don't know anything else about you. My job is to find out enough to put you together with a woman perfectly suited for you." She pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose and let out another chuckle. "Why would a guy who just slept with a random stranger want a wife?"
"Why would a woman as passionate as you not want a man to hold you at night? To wake you up in the wee hours of the morning and make love to you again, worshiping your body and feeding your soul?" I knew taking a shot back at her wasn't fair, yet I was unable to help myself.
She glanced toward me and I almost regretted my words. Someone had hurt her—badly. The fact that she was ballsy enough to slap me with the truth of my own situation meant she was straightforward, a hard hitter, but trustworthy. I liked her even more in the moment.
"I'll start this process for you, but I'm not going to be able to finish it." She glanced down at her nails and licked at her pretty pink lips.
"Why not?"
"Because." She refused to look at me.
"We've made love, Lila. I'm more than some guy you just met. Well, not really." I tried, but failed to get her to see things my way.
"We screwed last night and you were supposed to disappear after that." Her voice was harsh and it was obvious she wasn't going to yield to me easily.
Fine.
"So tell me why you can't help me, or I'll just let Gisele know that you're not a good fit because I'm attracted to you. That way you swing around a pole leaves me breathless. She should know it's an unfair situation as I'm not sure any woman could take my attention off of you." I winked as she looked up.
"You would not."
"I would. I'm a heartless rich bastard who loves to fuck random girls in my car, remember?"
Her sardonic chuckle caused my lips to lift in a smile.
"Fine. Don't say anything to her, please. I have a good-girl reputation I'd like to keep up, even though it's a farce."
"A big one."
"Right. Anyway..." she rolled her eyes and turned toward me. "I want to open my own business and I have everything together for it, but the location. Real Estate has always been something I struggle with. Finding the right location is everything."
"For a business it sure is."
"Exactly. I've looked at a million places and none of them seem right." She let out a short sigh. "I just don't want to work for someone else my whole life. I'm capable of building something from the ground up. I have no doubt."
I couldn't help but look over at her as I pulled up to a red light. The thoughts running through my head were crazy, and yet I was willing to put it all on the table for another night with this girl.
"Hear me out?" A long strand of chestnut hair had come out of her bun and played around her face as she turned and locked her eyes onto me. I reached up and tucked it behind her ear.
"Okay. What do I have to lose?" She crossed her arms across her chest again and I had to stop myself from tugging her arms free from the restrictive hold. I hated to see the self-assured girl I met last night, transformed into a wounded soul right before my
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