Ignited & Unhinged (Billionaire Secret, Book One)(Billionaire Romance, New Adult Romance, College Romance) by Lexi Summers Read Free Book Online Page B

would fit.
    He’s there underneath the tall Gothic arch that separates The College from the real world.
    Leaning confidently against a shiny black car.
    In a tuxedo.
    Damn he looks good.
    My thoughts take a turn. I wonder what else we could do in that car…
    I drop my head, hoping he doesn’t notice the blood rising to my face.
    “What?” he asks, curious.
    “Nothing,” I shake my head in an effort to clear it.
    He smiles. “You look lovely.”
    “Fits like a glove.” I look down.
    He touches my collarbone lightly, “I’m glad the pearls made another appearance.”
    He leans down to kiss me on the cheek and then opens my door.
    When we are both inside, he hands me a black folder.
    “What’s this?”
    “A few formalities.” He’s all business.
    OK, now I’m nervous.
    I open it to find a non-disclosure agreement.
    I had spent enough time interning at my aunt’s law firm to recognize the document and understand the legalese.
    It was standard. I can’t tell anyone about anything I witness tonight or who I witness doing it.
    Where the hell are we going?
    I read it quickly and add a line of my own that says the agreement is null and void if I come under any harm or am touched by anyone in any way. That should be broad enough to keep me safe.
    I sign it and hand it back to him.
    He’s looking at me curiously.
    “You don’t need me to explain it to you?”
    I give him my best no-nonsense business tone. “No, it is pretty standard.”
    I like sounding like this. Cool, professional. Like I knew what the hell I was doing.
    “Although, I did add terms of my own. Go ahead and initial the changes if you agree,” I say feeling kind of like a badass.
    He reads the line out loud.
    “I think we can accept that,” he chuckles and writes DW next to my terms. “Now, another formality.”
    He holds out a piece of black satin and then lets it fall open.
    A blindfold.
    What had I signed up for?
    My head is at war. I’m waving between seeing red flags and letting some inner vixen out.
    The curiosity overcomes any sense of self-preservation.
    My voice shakes without my consent, “Is this really necessary?”
    “Yes.” Is all I get.
    His face is a mask. Completely unreadable.
    Gorgeous. But unreadable.
    The mystery of the moment makes something drop in my lower belly.
    I feel a little wild.
    Bold. Which is exactly what I want to feel.
    The new Elle.
    I place the large blindfold over my face, careful not to smear my red lips or tangle the waves I had created.
    Now that I can’t see anything I become very aware of my breathing. When had my breathing picked up like that?
    The car starts and we begin driving.
    “Can the driver hear us?” I wonder out loud.
    “No, the privacy glass is sound proof. He can only hear us if I speak to him through the intercom.”
    “Will it take long to get there?” My voice is starting to sound a little uneasy.
    “So is this your standard second date activity?” I tease to lighten the mood and calm myself down.
    “No.”
    My head turns toward him automatically since I can’t see him.
    Waiting for him to say something else.
    “I’ve never taken anyone here. I’ve never wanted to,” he answers.
    He sounds…surprised?
    I think about that.
    It makes me feel more calm and more curious about what I am about to encounter.
    What was it about me that screamed sexually adventurous? Maybe I was just open?
    Oh well, too late to analyze this now. I would just go along with it all and see.
    Just another experience.
    Beside me, Damon laces his fingers through mine. “Are you nervous?”
    Nervous? Anxious? Excited? Curious? Ugh. Too many questions. I settle for, “Yes.”
    He gives me a gentle squeeze.
    “It will be fine and if you don’t like it we can just leave. And that will be that.” I hear him sigh. It’s heavy with something.
    “A kinky college memory that you can…well you won’t be able to tell your grandkids about, but you will always have it as a memory to remind you that