Loving The Billionaire (The Sherbrookes of Newport) by Christina Tetreault Read Free Book Online Page A

in place as he lowered his head. Then he pressed his lips against hers. A wave of heat washed over her, and if not for the snowflakes falling around them, her body would have thought it was the middle of July.
    All too soon he lifted his head. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
    Even as she watched his lips move, she could still feel them on hers. Warren kissed her. Her brain tried to wrap itself around that fact. While she’d experienced more passionate kisses than the one he’d just given her, none had engulfed her body in flames and chased every logical thought from her head like his did.
    Unable to form words, Ruth nodded. It seemed like the appropriate thing to do.
    “You better go inside before you freeze.”
    She doubted there was any chance of that happening now. “Be careful driving home.” Ruth turned the doorknob and pushed open the door before she did something silly like kiss him again.
    After she locked the door behind her, Ruth realized she still wore Warren’s jacket. The poor guy must have been so cold standing outside in nothing but his dress shirt. Or maybe not? Perhaps their kiss heated him up as much as it did her.
    Ruth turned on all the lights and took off Warren’s jacket. While she no longer needed the warmth it provided, she was reluctant to part with it. “You’re acting like a ninny. It’s only a stupid jacket.” She hung it in the closet and changed for bed.
    Sleep didn’t come right away. Instead of experiencing pleasant dreams, she stared at the ceiling and thought about Warren’s kiss. She could have happily stood outside all night kissing him. As the minutes on the clock ticked away, her thoughts turned to dinner tomorrow. His motive for inviting her out on Valentine’s Day still eluded her.
    They’d eaten together plenty of times, but she knew their dinner tomorrow would be nothing like that. To start with it was Valentine’s Day. And he’d kissed her. If those two minor details weren’t enough to keep a girl awake, she didn’t know what would. Ruth flipped her pillow over and turned onto her other side. She had to get some sleep otherwise she’d never make it through her shift tomorrow.
     
     
     

Chapter 5
     
    What the heck should she wear? Ruth stood wrapped in a bath towel and stared into her closet. Knowing she’d have a hard time picking out an outfit, she’d rushed home from the hospital and taken the fastest shower of her life. Earlier in the day, while she ate lunch, she’d run through her entire wardrobe in her head. But now, just like then, she couldn’t decide on anything. It didn’t help that she had no idea where they were going. Warren’s cryptic answer the night before had not helped. If it was summer, she’d assume they were heading for a picnic on the beach. Warren loved the beach and the open ocean. With the thermometer reading eighteen degrees, it was safe to assume the beach was not their destination. His sailboat would be out, too. He had that stored in dry dock every winter. She doubted he considered Black Point Country Club special, so what did that leave? What other places in Newport did he visit that lent themselves to dinner? For the life of her, she didn’t know.
    It took a few tries, but she settled on her favorite new floral skirt paired with the dark green cowel-neck sweater her mom bought her for Christmas. The outfit wasn’t as formal as the gown she’d worn last night, but it was dressy enough if they went to a restaurant. Or at least dressy enough for the restaurants she frequented. She didn’t want to think about some of the places Warren ate at. They probably didn’t even let you in the parking lot unless you wore an evening gown and a thousand dollars worth of diamonds.
    Once satisfied with her appearance, Ruth switched on the radio. She had ten minutes to kill. Watching television made no sense. Besides, she didn’t care for any of the Sunday night shows this season. Helen’s stack of weekly magazines remained on the