The Science Of Love: A Billionaire BWWM Romance by BWWM Club, Mia Newberry Read Free Book Online Page B

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use software devoted to just their needs? Health and beauty care
seemed to be an area which could use more support than it was
getting. What color underwear did she have on? Would he get to know
this evening? All David wanted to do was touch her. Just one touch to
make sure she was real and not some kind of cosmic trick being played
on him. Several times other men had walked by and slowed down to
check out Jada with admiring looks. What did they think of him? He’d
seen a few of the waitresses make a double turn when they saw them
together. Did they recognize him, or were they impressed he was out
with Jada. He might be worth a whole lot more than her, but David
felt vastly inferior to her.
    The fear
was killing him. They were keeping the conversation casual, but all
he could see in his mind was her in his bed as he woke in the
morning. He didn’t have a fancy bed, but it had good latex foam
supports in it. Someone had told him they were the best kinds of
mattresses to use for sex. He had just bought the condo last month
when he’d relocated the company to Pittsburgh. In his mind he’d
bought the condo for Jada, even though he couldn’t locate her.
David was slowly realizing everything he’d done over the past
ten years was to please a woman he didn’t think he would ever
see again.
    And yet
here she was in front of him. The one thing he thought he could never
have and yet had worked so hard to obtain for years. Did she
understand he’d do anything just to have a brief moment with
her? He had worshiped her so long from afar that it was an
anticlimactic event taking Jada out to dinner. In the ancient Roman
and Greek tales the gods sometimes came to earth from Mount Olympus
and walked among the mortals. Jada was his own personal Venus
Celestas, the goddess of love and seduction.
    Jada
enjoyed the evening she was spending with him and yet she felt there
was something she was missing in the conversation she was having with
David. He continued to stare at her through the evening and wouldn’t
take his eyes off her. She was used to having men look at her from a
distance and found it a little annoying. One day a construction
worker had followed her down a block calling after her, wanting to
know if she had a boyfriend. She avoided the oafs who leered at her
from cars and buses, but it was not unusual to be viewed as a hunk of
meat by the men at malls too. Soon after arriving in Pittsburgh, she
had been enjoying some small talk with a young man at an electronics
store when a girl walked in, grabbed the man she had been talking to
by the hand and pulled him out of the store.
    She
tried to decide if David was going to ask her home. Although Jada
played it safe, she hadn’t been on the pill in the past few
months. She never did like taking it; the pill made her cranky and
messed up her other cycles as well. Her doctor had tried to find her
a prescription which would work for her, but nothing seemed to be
right. The last man she had slept with was six months ago and he was
the father of one of the little girls she taught at the studio. The
man claimed he was going through a divorce and was quite the charmer,
but the wife who came by to pick the little girl up one day didn’t
seem to be divorcing. All she could talk about was her and her
husband’s upcoming trip to Europe. Jada had avoided the man
ever since.
    “ I
have a Go board at home,” David told her. It was true; the
board was the first thing he’d bought after meeting Jada again
at the dance studio. There was a large coffee table in his condo
living room left there when he moved in, but he’d replaced it
the next day with a low oriental style table. He’s also bought
some cushions to go around it. The cases for the black and white
stones were on the table. He imagined her in the tight dance leotard,
sitting on the cushion, staring at her pieces thinking what to do
next. He’d put up a good fight, he didn’t want her to
think he was deliberately trying to