ONE NIGHT STAND (A Billionaire Bad Boy Romance)

by Bella Grant

  I lost it and shot my seed all over her, and she lapped up every bit of it she could reach. We lay afterwards, wrapped in each other on the bed, wet with each other’s fluids. She breathed next to me, calmly.

  “I was trying to heal you, but I ended up loving you,” she said.

  “You did help heal me. I was able to walk to this hotel. This was the one,” I said.

  “The one you were walking to when were robbed?”

  “Yeah. My whole issue was the shame of being vulnerable, but thanks to our sessions and meeting you, I learned it’s okay sometimes.” I breathed in the scent of her hair. I wanted to bask in it for eternity. “You did heal me.”

  “So… what now?” she asked.

  “I have big plans.”

  “I’m not a business project.” She was teasing, I could tell.

  “No, but you are mine,” I said.

  “I never thought anyone could have me. But I guess you’ve won the deal. The deal of my heart.”

  “Doc, you can be so corny,” I replied.

  She hit me with a pillow, and I laughed. “So can you.”

  I loved how we could argue like kids, and I loved how I could be vulnerable. For once in my life, I knew it was okay to let someone take care of me. I had a long way to go, but I was beginning to heal. I kissed her neck, and we fell asleep to the hum of traffic outside.

  Katie

  5 Years Later

  I thought happy endings were crap and didn’t exist, but they do. My happy ending had been lasting for a blissful five years. I looked down at our child, now four years old. Jasper had my eyes and Billy’s hair. I held his hand. Zach held his other. We giggled as we swung him up and down, and he laughed in response. I’d never been so happy or grateful for anything.

  “Where is Dad, anyway?” Zach asked.

  “We’re meeting him for dinner after his meeting.”

  Zach and I had gotten along nearly flawlessly since the first time we met years ago. He’d grown up into a fine young man and enjoyed college immensely. He had his own apartment now, not that I minded his collections. It was odd, but someone related to Billy could never really be normal. Zach had helped me build my antique book collection. It was now two rooms large and growing. Our shared love for antiques held us together.

  Much to Billy’s delight, Sophia and I got along famously. He had finally reached a place where he could talk to her again. It was great to meet the woman who had taught him so much about love, and I realized our similarities were significant.

  Our son, Jasper, was growing up to be a well-rounded, well-educated child. He was starting school soon, and it would be a hard milestone for me to deal with. I was already having a hard time with him going to preschool, but Gretta had been helpful, taking him to and from his appointments.

  Gretta and I had grown close. She needed help when her son went off to college, and she would talk to me about how I could survive sending my young son off to school. We had coffee.

  I fit flawlessly into Billy’s life, and no harm has come to him.

  Fiona apologized to Billy a couple of years later, and they were on speaking terms for a while. She admitted he wasn’t for her, and he still treated her well. I was glad there were no hard feelings.

  Kent and I were friends again as well. Shortly after me, his high school sweetheart came back into his life. We laughed about the whole thing now, happy our lives had led us where they did.

  We met Billy at the restaurant, the one he first took me to that night all those years ago.

  He still looked great, even if he was in his fifties now. I felt more in love with him every day.

  “Hello, Dr. Carson,” he said. I really was a doctor now, so I couldn’t scold or correct him. Billy had put me through school, and I was now a psychologist.

  “Hello, dear.”

  We put Jasper in his high chair, and I smoothed his hair. Zach was on his phone, as usual. I looked around at my new life and sighed in happiness. Billy was more open than he ever had been, and our love grew and grew every day.

  I looked at Billy the Billionaire, whom I had grown to love and know so intimately. I wouldn’t give these years back for anything; everything was right in the universe.

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