Roaring Hot! (Contemporary Romance): A Billionaire Biker Romance by Rachelle Ayala Read Free Book Online Page B

his napkin on the table and shoved away from it. “When is she coming back from the powder room?”
    “Sheesh, where’s your man card?” Ronaldo clapped a hand on Teo’s shoulder. “Let’s go to the smoking room and watch the World Cup. Mia will send Amy back to her room, and she’ll text you to go up.”
    They exited the dining room with the other members of the race team, but as soon as they crowded around the big screen TV, Ronaldo’s phone beeped.
    He tapped Teo. “That’s the signal. Let’s go up to her hotel room.”
    “Anything goes?”
    “Anything.” Ronaldo glanced at the cameramen. “Show’s on.”
    Amy and Mia were expecting them, although Amy avoided looking at him. Her smiles and eyelid fluttering were directed at Ronaldo as she assured him she’d put on a great show.
    Teo’s jaw tightened. Could it be any more obvious that she despised him and was only acting for the camera? Although he had to admit she was the perfect choice for fake girlfriend, someone he could easily dump after Oba-chan’s birthday party. Too bad he wasn’t going to get any off-camera fun with her.
    Ronaldo and Mia gave their last minute instructions, something about a disagreement with movie choices. The cameraman positioned himself across from the couch, and the soundman hung a boom mic over them. Everything was so staged. How the heck was he supposed to make a move on a chick with the cameras rolling?
    Teo popped a breath mint into his mouth while Mia gave Amy one last brush of lip gloss. He’d better man up and forget this was a show.
    Ronaldo gave Amy a parting pat on her behind as he exited with Mia. Instead of looking upset or flustered, Amy threw him a wink. Was there something going on there?
    Teo brushed his sweaty palms on his jacket and straightened his shoulders. He wasn’t a player for nothing, and he never played second string to anyone. Chicks didn’t intimidate him, and he knew all the suave seduction moves.
    Sliding a grin over his face, he swaggered toward Amy with his arms out to hug her. Without missing a beat, she smiled and greeted him.
    “I’m really looking forward to our date,” she said in an over animated voice. “What do you suggest? Shall we watch a movie, play a board game, or talk? We should get to know each other.”
    Sheesh, which script was this? Boring.
    “I don’t talk well.” Teo grunted. “When I want to know a sexy lady, I get horizontal.”
    He dared her to look at the camera. To her credit, she barely flinched, although the fleeting widening of her eyes told him she was either alarmed or turned on.
    “Maybe we should take a walk.” She flung her hair over her shoulder and added a smirk. “There’s so much in Holland I want to see. Isn’t this place famous for tulip gardens?”
    Shot down. They’d better edit this out. Teo blew on his hands and recovered his balance. “It’s kind of late for walking, how about if we order wine and sit out on the balcony?”
    “I’m not sure you should be drinking before the time trials tomorrow.” Amy poked his chest, her eyebrows drawing together. “Let’s argue about the movie, get caught by paparazzi on the balcony, and call it an early night. I’ve been flying halfway around the world and I’m jetlagged.”
    Great. More footage to edit out. But as Ronaldo said, it was only the first date, and the show probably would never air. Ronaldo was always getting projects rejected by his famous parents who had reputations to protect.
    “Movie sounds great. Action, adventure, sci fi, or thriller?”
    Amy rolled her eyes and jutted her lower lip. “Romance. That’s the only thing I’ll watch.”
    Uh, this was a dud. Teo wasn’t sure why the cameraman hadn’t thrown up his hands by now.
    “No way. I’m not your lapdog.” He backed away from her in a show of machismo. “You’re supposed to accommodate me, since I’m the uncatchable playboy.”
    Suppressing a snicker, she crossed her arms. “I can see why.”
    “Excuse