The Billionaire Bad Boy Plan

by Michelle Love

  “So what are you thinking, Lexi?”

  Her eyes sparkle as she looks at me. Her pink lips open a bit but she closes them, hesitating before she opens them again.

  “This isn’t me, Max. You spent a ton of money already and I realize I can’t talk you out of spending more, but it’ll all be for nothing because I can’t keep this up. I can’t fix my hair like this or put on make-up at all.”

  “Lexi, it’s not the exact hairstyle,” I say as I take her hand and hold it in mine. “The haircut will still be great if you just wash it and let it dry. The make-up doesn’t matter because you have a natural beauty. The make-up only enhances what’s already there. You’ll still be beautiful without it.”

  Her head drops, and she looks away.

  “My goofy body will still be just that. I don’t want to find someone and get laid, like Cake said. Before today, no one has seen that much of my body. When I swim, I wear a one piece and shorts and a T-shirt. No one wants to look at this mess.”

  I do!

  I rub my thumb over her knuckles and lift her hand to my lips, placing a kiss on it. “Your body is no mess, and I’m not prone to lying.”

  She smiles at me and a little part of my heart melts. “You’re too nice, Max.”

  I want her to see her true self-worth and how gorgeous she is and in demand she’ll be before I let her know I want her to be with me.

  “Tonight I’m taking you out to a club and I’ll leave you at the table alone for a bit. You’ll see men flock to you as soon as I walk away. But you’re coming home with me, understand?”

  Her eyes dart to mine as she squeezes my hand.

  “Oh, Joseph and Mary, please don’t leave me with a bunch of strange men, Max. I’ll freak out. I mean when my mouth opens they’ll most likely run away anyway if any do come up to me, but in case one of them gets too fresh with me, please interrupt us. I don’t want my first kiss to be with a stranger.”

  It won’t be!

  Alexis

  So here I am in a dress that costs more than my car did. It fits surprisingly well and I do have more confidence about my appearance. I sit at a small table in some spectacular club Max has taken me to, and he’s left me alone to see if anyone takes a shot at me. Which I don’t think’s going to… Oh, who’s this?

  “Hi, I noticed you when you walked in,” a tall, and completely gorgeous man says.

  Another walks up next to him. “I saw her first, Clint.” He extends his hand which I return the gesture and he takes my hand and kisses the top of it. “I saw you when you got out of your car at the valet. My name is…”

  A tall man who I recognize as a basketball player from the Rockets steps up and both men look up at him and groan. They step back as he leans down and takes my hand. “Hello,” he says with a deep voice. “I’m…”

  “I know who you are,” I say, finding it unbelievable Max was right.

  “Dance with me,” he not so much asks, as demands.

  I’ve never danced, except alone at home. That ding dang Max didn’t school me on this part. I allow the tall man who smells expensive to lead me to the dance floor. Though the music is fast, he holds me tight to him and moves so slow that I don’t have to worry about my dance moves after all.

  “Mmmm. You smell nice. You didn’t tell me your name,” he says.

  “Alex.”

  He pulls back and looks me up and down. “You are a woman, right?”

  “Uh, yeah.”

  His brows pull together. “From birth?”

  “My real name is Alexis, but people call me Alex.”

  “Alexis,” he says in a kinda groany voice. “Can I call you that instead?”

  “Sure,” I say as he pulls me back close to him and sways slowly to the fast moving music.

  My eyes dart around the crowd to find Max. I’m getting nervous that this man will try to kiss me, and while what a story that would be, I don’t know him and don’t wish him to be my first kiss. I haven’t found that guy yet, though if Max wasn’t so out of my league, he’d be one I might choose.

  The song ends and my hand is lifted to his mouth as he leaves a kiss on top. “Wanna get out of here?” he asks as he runs his large hand around my waist and pulls me close.

  I search wildly for my protector and find him nowhere. Then my eyes land on the woman who was at Max’s house earlier and she’s draped all over him. He throws me a wave.

  That rat feces is waving me off!

  My tall companion takes my lack of an answer as a yes and begins to move me towards the exit. I glance back at Max who shakes his head at me. I shrug because I don’t have any idea of what to say or do. Suddenly he breaks away from the horrible creature and sprints across the room to us. He catches my hand and does some fancy move to get me out of the grip of the giant man.

  “Whoa there,” he says as he looks up at the guy. “Sorry man, she’s taken.”

  I smile and wrap my arms around Max’s neck and whisper in his ear, “You waited long enough didn’t you?”

  “I ran into a bit of trouble. We got to go. I think I’ve proved you’re gorgeous to the opposite sex anyway. Plus a few females I overheard were wondering if you might be into chicks, so there,” he says and takes me out to his car.

  I pull on my seatbelt and smile at Max as he gets behind the wheel.

  “What do you think of that, Max? A real celebrity was about to take me home with him. Not too bad, I’d say.”

  Max runs his fingers along my cheek.

  “Not good, either, for the guy you end up with. You’re so gorgeous he’ll be fighting them off all the time.”

  I lean back into the soft seat and sigh as I think about the guy I end up with and wish I was in Max’s league. He’s so down to Earth for a rich dude. Not that I’ve ever known any, but I imagine most are some other way, not cool like he is.

  “Thanks Max.”

  “Wanna have a sleepover?” he asks with a smile. “We can watch a movie and I’ll even make you popcorn if you want.”

  “You know what I really want?” I ask as I sit up suddenly excited about hanging out more with Max. “Ice cream. The kind with chocolate and caramel, maybe some pecans or something.”

  “I love ice cream, let’s get some and go home. What kind of movie do you want to see?”

  “I’d like to watch the first Transformers movie.”

  His face lights up and he holds his fist up which I bump with mine.

  “Hell yeah, I love that one. Most girls hate that kind of movie.”

  “I’m not most girls. But I have to get out of this dress and to be honest the make-up has to come off.”

  “That’s cool, baby. I’ll lend you a T-shirt, it’ll cover all the necessary parts.”

  I look out the window and smile at how excited he seems.

  What a dork I am. I could’ve went home with a sports star, but instead I’m going to hang out with a man completely out of my league and eat ice cream while we watch a cartoon come to life.

  Max

  Even though she’s washed away the make-up and slipped into one of my T-shirts, she’s still got me captivated. She’s holding my arm and laughing into my shoulder at the movie we’re watching. I want to make a move to kiss her and let her know how I feel about her, but I can’t believe I’m so afraid to. I don’t want to scare her off, she’s so insecure and I can see it in her face that she thinks I’m too good for her. She sees me as a person she can be herself with simply because I’m unattainable.

  But I’m completely attainable!

  The movie’s over and this is my chance. I turn to her and take her hand in mine. “Did you have fun today, Lexi?”

  “I did,” she says as she leans her head on my shoulder. “I’m tired. You wanna show me to my bedroom?”

  I want to show her to my bedroom!

  I get up and pull her up with me, not letting her hand go. We get to the stairs and I gesture for her to walk in front of me but she looks at me and shakes her head.

  “No si
r, we walk together, you’re not going to watch me climb stairs again.”

  I snap my fingers and smile as I take each step with her. The long hallway I lead her down and go to the bedroom across the hall from mine.

  “Here we are, Lexi.”

  This is it, my last chance.

  I turn her back to the door and place my hand behind her neck, making her face tilt up to mine. “Lexi, can I be your first kiss?”

  Her hands move up to my chest, holding me back.

  “Max, I’m not someone who takes things lightly. Who I give myself to is important to me.”

  “What if I told you I want us to start seeing each other? I find you fascinating and want to get to know you better. Don’t you like me too?”

  The blue of her eyes sparkles. “Sure I like you, but, Max, we just met.”

  “I already know you better than any one of the girls I’ve dated. You’ve probably let me in more than you have any other man.” I run my finger over her lips and they quiver. “Let me be your first kiss and let’s see where that leads us, please.”

  “You’re out of my league, Max. Besides, I’m no party girl.” A tear glistens at the edge of her eye.

  I kiss the corner of her eye. “I’m tired of party girls. I want to settle down and you fit in perfectly with that. You and I are a great match. So, what do you say to giving it a shot?”

  “Max, please, I’m not ready.”

  I lean in and whisper, “You are, Lexi.” Then place my lips on her neck. She takes a deep breath as I glide my lips across her cheek and stop before I touch her lips with mine. “Please say yes, Lexi.”

  Her hands run up my arms and she slips her arms around my neck, then says, “Yes.”

  Thank you!

  As our lips touch explosions occur throughout my entire body. A long piece of her hair I wrap my hand around and pull back so her mouth opens beneath mine. Sending my tongue past her soft lips I taste the sweetness of her mouth. Her body loses all the tension it had carried, and she leans into me, her breasts press against my chest. Our hearts pound in unison. I want to scoop her up and take her to my bed, but I realize I can’t. I manage to pull my mouth from hers though it takes everything in me to do it. My forehead rests on hers as our ragged breaths mingle between our now very hot bodies. I’m certain I’ve found her, the mother of my children, and the other part of me.

  Alexis

  As I lay in the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in my mind spins out of control. Max kissed me! It was like nothing like I had ever imagined. I wanted the kiss to go on forever. Something aches in my lower regions and leaves me feeling like I need more from him, but I can’t go that far with him, not ever.

  I wonder if everyone’s body burns as if it’s on fire when they kiss.

  He wants to start dating. I know I’m not what he deserves though and I have to disappear before I really fall for him.

  Part 2 Secrets of Attraction

  A Billionaire Romance Series

  by Michelle Love

  Alexis

  Thunder rumbles in the distance as I walk the three dogs that I walk each day. Large, dark clouds are moving in and I begin to make my way back to the van that I had bought to help me in a new career as a dog walker and mobile pet groomer.

  Six months have passed since I kissed Max Lane, and while I found that I really liked him, I’ll never be enough for him. He blew up my phone and camped out by my front door for about a month as I hid from him.

  A Mickey Mouse set of scrubs I’m wearing as I make my way back to the van to hopefully get the dogs loaded up before the rain begins. Two of the dogs are large, one a Great Dane, the other a Doberman. The third is a tiny Shih Tzu, named Feisty. A deafening clap of thunder sends the dogs pulling in three different directions at once. I struggle to hang onto all the leashes, but the Great Dane gets free and bolts away, going the opposite direction.

  “Diggity dang dog, get back here!” I yell out to the dog, but it runs like its tail’s on fire. As I grab up the small dog, I pull the Doberman along with me and run to secure the animals in the van. I take off after the big dog who’s quickly fading from my sight.

  The tail end of the dog is all I see as the black and white behemoth disappears around the corner of the building which houses the restrooms.

  I come around the corner at full speed and run into a large broad chest. A white shirt is all I see as I hear a man’s voice say, “Whoa there. Did you lose this monster?”

  I glance down to find him holding the purple leash which had slipped from my hand. The Great Dane sits on her haunches next to his long legs.

  “Sorry,” I say as I back away from him.

  My heart stops beating.

  It’s him!

  “Max!”

  His arms go around me instantly, and he whispers, “Lexi, my God! It’s really you.”

  The world tilts as his warm breath hits my neck. My body melts into his, and I never want him to let me go. But a voice comes from behind him, making him unwrap his arms, and he takes a step back, leaving me breathless. “Max, who’s this, darling?” a tall blonde woman with too much make-up on asks as she places her hand on his shoulder.

  “An old friend,” he answers as he keeps his eyes on mine. “How’ve you been?”

  “I, uh, you know, umm, I guess fine is the word I’m looking for.”

  Max laughs. “Missed that stammering you’re so good at.”

  My entire body aches to go back into his arms and go back to that night and that kiss. It seems my heart is already breaking, so I say, “I need to get back to the other dogs, so can you give me the leash?”

  His hand brushes mine in the exchange and my body tingles. I peek up to find him licking his lips.

  “Lexi, let me walk you to your bike.”

  “I have a van now. I’m in the dog walking and grooming business. Thanks for offering though.”

  I pull at the dog and turn away from Max. After only a few steps his hand catches my wrist, stopping my hasty retreat.

  “Lexi, please answer when I call,” he whispers. Then out loud he says, “It was nice to see you. Don’t be a stranger.”

  I turn back to him, and a lump forms in my throat. I give him a nod and a smile covers his handsome face. With a quick turn, I walk away as tears blur my vision. My heart races as I think about how hard it is to see him again, and how hard it will be to get him out of my mind again.

  Max

  Lightning crisscrosses the dark sky as I drive Ashley to her hotel.

  “Are you taking me back to the room?”

  “I have to get to work very early in the morning and need to get to sleep early tonight.”

  Disappointment fills her face, and she says, “Why can’t I stay the night at your place?”

  A deep breath I take.

  “You’ll distract me too much.”

  “Oh, I see.”

  Ashely is great on paper as the dating website matched us up, but the truth is I don’t have a connection with her like I do with Lexi. Now that Lexi said she’ll answer my calls, I’m not about to let her get away again.

  I pull up to the front of the massive hotel and glance at Ashely.

  “See you tomorrow.”

  “You aren’t even walking me up?”

  “Do you need me to?” I ask as the doorman comes and opens the door, reaching in to help her out. “He’ll be sure you get to your room safely.”

  “Fine, Max,” she huffs as she gets out of the car, then turns back. “I hope you have this business taken care of by tomorrow afternoon so you can pay some attention to me for a change.” She slams the car door and walks away.

  For a change? Really! I’ve been with her non-stop for three days and she has the audacity to say that. Why do I keep picking entitled, needy bitches?

  I glance at the clock on the dashboard and find it to be only eight o’clock. I type Lexi’s address into the GPS and start for her house. Tomorrow will not be soon enough. She said she’d answer the phone for m
e, so hopefully she’ll answer her door.

  Alexis

  The shower is warm as water runs over my tired body. I’m unsure if I’m so wiped out from chasing the Great Dane or running into Max. His touch took a lot out of me. The woman he was with looked like she had a hold on him she’d not soon let go of. He’s moved on, and it bothers me more than I ever thought it would.

  I get out of the shower and dry off then put on Max’s T-shirt I ran off in when I ran away from his mansion that morning. In the beginning, I wore it often to sleep in. It gave me such nice dreams, but after a while it just hurt too much and I put it away in the back of my nightgown drawer. The lacey panties he bought me to go with the expensive dress which I left at his place I put on as well.

  Yeah I get it I’m a weirdo! Hasn’t that been established?

  The spark he’d incited in me with his kiss has been renewed and I want to revel in the memory if only for a little while. I make my way down the short hallway to the living room, humming as I go. The television I turn to the music channel and dance to the kitchen where I pour myself a glass of wine. Both the glass and the bottle I take back with me to the living room. I flop down on the sofa, then grab the book I’ve been reading off the coffee table, taking a long sip before I begin to read.

  A knock comes on my door, and I sit up, nearly spilling the drink. “Now who could that be at this time of night?” I glance at the clock on the wall. “Oh! It’s only a little after eight. Bet it’s old Mrs. Bouchard, needing sugar, or trash bags, or laundry soap. The woman never has anything and does her housework at night. Crazy old bat.”