Yours for the Taking by Robin Kaye Read Free Book Online

furniture won’t be an issue.”
    For the first time, the reality of what she’d done hit her. Someone was filling her bank account with money just for saying two little words—I do. “How much?”
    “I had my accountant send over $50,000. I know it’s a bit more than we agreed on, but there are always unexpected expenses and you’ll need to go shopping so you have some evening wear on hand for our occasional dates. I’ll reimburse you for any expenses and if you’d like, we can lump the cost of furnishing the house into the money set aside for housing.”
    Gina wanted to get past him so she could think. There was $50,000 sitting in her bank account? One inner voice screamed, “Yes!” and planned a shopping spree while the other screamed, “You’re a whore just like your mother.” She did her best to ignore both. She needed to be rid of Ben so she could think, but it didn’t look as if he was going to move any time soon. Maybe he’d leave if she placated him. She blew her bangs out of her eyes. “Do you have a newspaper? We could look at the real estate listings.”
    “No, but I have a Realtor on speed-dial.”
    So much for that idea. “Of course you do.”
    “I called her last week. She’s found a few places she thought we might like.”
    Gina chewed on the side of her thumb trying to keep her temper. She was not used to being out-maneuvered. “When is the meeting?”
    “Whenever you’re ready.”
    Gina looked around at her two boxes and numerous suitcases and shrugged. The sooner she got this over with, the sooner he’d be on his way. “I have to change. I can’t very well go house hunting dressed like this.” She picked up the full skirt of her dress and let it drop; the fabric swishing down her legs.
    Ben smiled that slow sexy smile of his that made her toes want to curl. “I don’t see why not. You look fabulous.”
    “Ben, just so you know, that wasn’t a request for a compliment. It was a hint for you to leave so I can find something to change into.”
    “Oh, okay. How long do you need?”
    “To change? Maybe fifteen minutes since I have to dig through suitcases.”
    “I’ll call Jess and give her a heads up.”
    Gina crossed her arms. “Yes, you do that. Right after you get out of my bedroom.”
    Ben nodded, flipped his keys in the air, caught them, and stepped out just before Gina shut the door on his face.
    Gina kicked off her shoes, unzipped her dress, and unfastened the halter letting it fall to the floor. Unsnapping her garters, she shimmied out of her hose. Gina rummaged around in her suitcase looking for a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. By the time she was dressed, the room looked as if a bomb went off in it. Great. Ben knocked. “What is it?”
    When she opened the door, Ben did a double take, obviously surprised she could make such a big mess in less time than it took him to make a phone call. “Jess said she’d be here in ten minutes. We’ll grab a quick lunch with her before going to look at the places she’s lined up.” Lucky for him he didn’t mention the mess. Smart boy.
    Gina picked up her stockings and rolled them together. “That’s fine. I’ll be out right after I hang up my dress.” She figured he’d leave. He didn’t. He just stood there watching her, which was a bit unnerving. She hung her dress and placed her shoes neatly on the shoe rack, then turned to find Ben holding her garter. Great. She ripped it out of his hand, balled it up, and stuffed it back into an open suitcase.
    “I didn’t think women wore those outside the bedroom.”
    Gina laughed. “Shows how much you know.” She unzipped another bag and pulled out her leather jacket. “I hate panty hose and thigh highs don’t stay up, so I wear garters all the time.”
    Ben swallowed the few comments he thought about making. He’d almost forgotten Gina thought he was gay. Now that he thought about it, it was probably a mistake calling Jess to show them houses. Jess and he had