Free The Billionaire Boyfriend Trap by Kendra Little

preferred the
mischievous surfer side of him to stay hidden. I liked it too damn
much.

CHAPTER 6
     
     
    "You look amazing," Becky said when I
pirouetted to show off my outfit. The black dress flipped out,
revealing a lot of thigh. I'd have to remember not to spin around
on the dance floor. Not that I anticipated any dancing at a product
launch.
    "Are these earrings okay?" I asked, touching
the conservative gold and diamond loops. Dad had given them to our
mother on their twentieth wedding anniversary. They were the most
expensive pieces of jewelry Becky and I owned.
    "Perfect." She sat on my bed, her legs
stretched out so that her damp toenail polish didn't rub off on the
cover. She'd decided to color them the same deep pink as mine. "And
I like your hair out like that. It makes a change from the
conservative styles you've worn lately."
    I checked myself in the mirror. My hair had
gotten long. I'd been too busy to cut it, but I liked the curl
Becky had created with the curling wand I'd never mastered.
    "He's going to be impressed," she said.
    I gasped. "Who?"
    "Calm down, Cleo. I don't who know you've got
a crush on. I just assumed there's some guy at this thing you want
to impress."
    "Oh. Right. No, nobody. It'll just be a bunch
of old, bald, fat businessmen."
    "Yeah, right. You wouldn't be going to all
this trouble if it were just a bunch of OBFs." She giggled.
"Whoever he is, he'll want to sleep with you as soon as he sees
you."
    I glared at her in the mirror's reflection.
"I do not want to sleep with him. Anyone."
    She just grinned.
    I looked at myself again. Maybe I should put
on lower heels and remove some makeup. And the curl in my hair had
to go. In fact, I should just tie it up.
    Becky leapt off the bed and caught me by the
shoulders. "I know that look," she said to my reflection. "Do not
change a single thing. You'll fit right in. I've seen these things
in the papers and all the women look like movie stars, but you'll
surpass them all."
    I snorted. "I doubt it."
    "I can't believe you got an invite! You're so
lucky. I love their phones. I don't suppose you can pick me up a
new one."
    "I'll see what I can do, but I'm not there to
freeload."
    "Then what's the point?"
    "To represent my company since my boss can't
make it." I'd told Becky all about the phone launch, even going so
far as to tell her the company I worked for invested in it. I
didn't tell her the company name and she didn't ask. There were
probably dozens of large investors behind the scenes and it wasn't
like Becky would know how to find out that information anyway. I
was in no danger of being discovered as long as I didn't walk in or
out with Reece Kavanagh. Inside, the only cameras allowed were the
official ones and they wouldn't pan the audience, only the stage. I
would be safe in there.
    The cab honked out the front. I grabbed my
clutch and kissed Becky's cheek. "Don't wait up."
    "Have a good time!" she called as I headed
out the door. "Send me a text if you're not coming home
tonight."
    "Becky!"
    ***
    I hated large functions where I didn't know
anyone. Part of me had gotten used to them, having been invited to
a few work ones in my time. But the introvert in me wanted to turn
around and go home. I forced myself to stay and picked off a glass
of champagne from a passing waiter's tray. I searched the crowd for
Reece, but I was too short to see over the heads, even in my
heels.
    I made my way past many OBF men in
conversation with trophies and other OBFs until I finally saw the
back of a head that looked familiar. Make that two. They were bent
in conversation near a curtain at the side of the stage, and did
not look around as I approached. I was sure one of them was Reece
and the other must have been one of his brothers. Not too many guys
had a physique like the Kavanagh men.
    I was about to greet him when I heard the one
who wasn't Reece say, "About yesterday."
    I almost turned around right there and walked
off. No way did I want to see the man who