A Gambling Heart: A BWWM Billionaire Romance

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Mr. Westbrook, Sir…I-We…”
    “If you do not leave me alone, I swear to God I’ll throw you out the balcony. Go! ”
    They scampered like frightened cats. I stood and swiftly locked the door behind them. I grabbed the towel, entered the bathroom, and turned the shower on. It felt good.
    Every obscene thought about Sienna Miller was splashed away. I must have been there for some time until I thought I heard Sienna’s voice. Now I was going crazy. I shook my head, hoping to get rid of my delusion.
    “Mr. Westbrook? Are you alright in there? Mr. Westbrook, this is Nurse Miller. Sienna Miller? We met the other night.”
    I turned off the shower and cocked my head. It was her. I wasn’t hallucinating. She was knocking outside the bathroom door. I felt exhilarated. After hoping and waiting, and waiting and hoping, she was finally here. Just as suddenly, my exhilaration turned to funk. Why should I care, really? She doesn’t mean anything to me.
    But who was I kidding, right? My cock certainly doesn’t think so. I grabbed the towel without any regard for decency. Let her see what she was missing. Maybe she would come around more often if she saw my merchandise.
    She literally jumped backwards when I opened the door. I was sure she could see the faint outline of my bulge from the towel around my waist. She turned around and for one fucking second I thought she intended to bolt out the door.
    I was about to cry out when I saw she was headed for the bedroom cabinet. She came back, handed me a robe, and then proceeded to fix my bed.
    I decided to take it slow if I wanted to see her again. This bathrobe didn’t do much to cover the chubby between my legs. I had some loose pants in the cabinet.
    Steve had brought them in from my apartment. That would hide the fucking erection. I wanted to get to know her better. I didn’t think being considered a sex maniac was a good way to start.
    I meekly retired back to the bed after flashing my butt. I didn’t want her to feel threatened around me. I would do anything right now for her to stay a bit longer.
    Even take that damned medicine which made my head fuzzy. She seemed pliant and willing to stay, and when I slipped my hand into hers after she took my pulse, she didn’t take hers away.
    That was a good sign, wasn’t it? And she had some spunk. She said my ass looked great.
    My eyes felt heavy as I fought to stay awake. I was afraid she’d be gone again. I had to think of ways to make her stay close to me. I knew she wasn’t as immune as she pretended to be. No woman ever was with me.
    But I needed to play my cards well. The last thing I wanted was something the magazines would pick up and sell as a story.
    A woman who wanted more that I was willing to offer was potential trouble for me.
    I didn’t want that. My plans were never long-term and that included any relationships.
    I just wanted to get laid. Sienna Miller would fit the bill perfectly.
    Those were the thoughts inside my head before oblivion claimed me.
     

Chapter 11 ( Sienna )
     
    I knew he was trouble. No, let me rephrase that…I knew I was in trouble. The effect of one Gareth Westbrook was like my relationship with tequila. I knew it was bad for me.
    I avoided it at all costs. But life had a way of throwing me lemons, which made the drink taste wonderful. And the more I drank it, the less I remembered why I avoided drinking it in the first place.
    Gareth holding my hand as he slept felt terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. A current flowed between the palms of our hands. It travelled all the way up my arm and somehow made a straight path for my heart. I felt giddy…lightheaded…happy.
    I scolded myself for feeling like a silly teenage girl. I drew my hand away as I noticed that he was now breathing evenly. I knew he was fast asleep as I tiptoed away from the room. I should write down my observations about his medical condition. Nurse Silva expected it.
    I made my way to the nurses’ station and

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