BILLIONAIRE ANGEL (Point St. Claire, where true love finds a way) by Robyn Grady Read Free Book Online

must be worth a mint, not to mention equity in the business itself.
    Didn’t sound as if his parents were rolling in it. So where had Jax made his money?
    But, now that Jax was sharing, she’d rather hear about his family.
    “And your mom?” she asked.
    “A chronic volunteer. Everyone loves her. Animal shelters, elderly who need meals delivered or someone to talk to. If a charity needs a hand, my mom pulls up both sleeves.”
    “Must be where you get it from. Wanting to help.”
    He looked taken aback, like he hadn’t seen the connection before. But he hadn’t let go of her hand, which only supported her theory. He’d inherited a giving nature. A good heart.
    “What do they think of you owning an exclusive gentleman’s club?”
    His expression sobered. “They understand. I need to do something different.”
    “Except for special cases.”
    “Special case, singular .”
    “I’m not so sure.”
    “Trust me, Billy.” He leaned that bit closer. “You will be my one and only. My last.”
    She grinned. “Well, geez, you’re pretty special yourself.”
    She’d been joking. Kind of. But Jax’s expression changed again. Blue eyes darkened, a pulse kicked off in his jaw. Then he leaned closer still, until Billy felt his breath on her cheek and a thousand butterflies released in her stomach. He was searching her face like he was seeing something new. Something he wanted to know and feel and trust.
    Her heart was pounding so hard, she could barely get the words out.
    “You want to tell me something, Jax?”
    “Yeah. I do.” His eyebrows knitted. “This…what’s happening now…it’s not a good idea. I said from the start, this needs to be a business relationship. I was clear. You agreed.”
    Then why was his gaze so heavy and focused on her mouth like he was about to blow that ‘business only’ relationship clean out of the water? Why was his breathing suddenly so deep?
    Her lips twitched. “Jax, you look a little flushed.”
    The pulse in his jaw only beat faster at the same time a barely audible tug-of-war growl rumbled in his chest. Then the line cut between his brows eased and his head lowered more. When his lips brushed a lazy, thrilling circle over hers, Billy thought she might die.
    Reaching up, she curled her fingers into his Tee shirt, kneading all that hot muscled yum underneath. If she was light-headed before, now she was floating.
    “I’m breaking my number one rule here,” he murmured against her lips.
    “We need to make up some new rules.”
    “Like?”
    “New rule number one―kissing is definitely allowed.”
    His arm scooped beneath her back as his mouth captured hers.
    By the time the kiss broke, Billy’s world was spinning. She had to catch her breath before she could speak.
    “New rule two,” she went on. “Kiss as often as possible.”
    He kissed her again, deeply. Thoroughly. Until every cell in her body was zinging.
    When he drew slightly away, her body was on fire and her brain wouldn’t work.
    “Jax...?”
    He nipped her lower lip. “Hmm?”
    “What comes after two?”
    As he scooped her up into his arms again, he told her.
    “That would be fireworks.”
     

Chapter 6
    Eight a.m. All was hushed.
    Except for Billy’s snoring.
    Not a delicate rattle of air pushed and pulled from her lungs. This was chugging like a coal train. Going up hill.
    Jax had read somewhere the more tired a person was, the louder the noise. And he had kept Billy up late. Until dawn, in fact. He didn’t regret a moment.
    Making love with Billy was explosive. Was addictive . It was how amazing she’d felt in his arms, the way her mouth fit so perfectly under his, the things she murmured in this ear, the feeling that this was a sure bet from the start, no  matter how many times he’d told himself no .
    As he studied the bow of her lips now, her curves beneath the sheet, hunger swelled again, fierce and hot. Made him realize how shallow life had felt for too long. How completely he’d locked