Free Billionaire Beast (Billionaire Bikers MC #2) by Sam Crescent Page A

men. I just, I
can’t commit to something like that. I need a little time.”
    “We can give you time,” Jay said. “How about tonight?
We can all go out on a date. What about going to a couple of clubs?”
    Richard liked that idea. “Blake, one of the brothers,
he owns some nightclubs, and has a section for special VIPs. I can get us in,
and we won’t be disturbed either.”
    Temperance bit her lip.
    “Think about it, Tempe, we can have some fun. We’re
not going to rush into anything. We can take our time getting to know each
other,” Jay said.
    He saw her thinking about it, and knew he just needed
to wait for her to make a decision. She looked so sexy and out of place in the
club. Instead of looking like his rather prim and proper PA, she looked like a
sexy librarian who had taken turns going through the shelves.
    “Okay. I’d like that.”
    Richard had no doubt it wouldn’t be long before they
moved forward, and he was bedding her. He even believed he’d get along with
Jay.
    ****
    Sharing Temperance.
    Taking their time to love her, together.
    Getting the chance to be with her, Jay could handle
that. He may even like Richard. The man was rich, but he seemed somewhat down
to earth, and he liked the club, the billionaire bikers club. It was a lame ass
name, and he’d advise them to get it changed quickly.
    “If you touch her while I’m not there, I will kill
you.”
    “I thought you were a legal biker ?” Jay asked. Temperance had disappeared to the toilet
leaving them both alone.
    “I am. I wouldn’t be killing you for the club. I’d be
killing you for my own pleasure, and I do know how to dispose of a body. It
would be so easy today.”
    Jay turned to stare at the man that he’d be sharing
his own life with. “I don’t do men.”
    “Me neither. Don’t flatter yourself, Jay. I have no
interest in getting acquainted with you. My interest is in Temperance. I’m not
going to lie. I like the thought of watching her come apart in another man’s
arms.”
    He couldn’t deny it either. Jay had shared a couple of
women, and the experience had been great, just not entirely pleasurable. He’d
not liked the man he had shared a woman with. There had to be some kind of
chemistry, a bond between the men, or at the very least, neither person really
gave a fuck, for there to be any real enjoyment.
    Richard seemed like the right kind of guy. Sure, he
was a rich man, but there was something about him that meant the money didn’t
define him. Temperance had told him a great deal over the years about Richard,
even saying she believed both of them would get along great. They would have to
see how that worked out.
    ****
    Turning to assess the dress, Temperance wrinkled her
nose. The olive green made her ass look too big. It had been a long time since
she actually went out dancing in a nightclub. The last time was just after
college. She and Jay had been celebrating getting jobs, and he ended up taking
some girl home, and she’d been left alone.
    There was no way this idea of theirs was ever going to
work. Richard wasn’t the sharing kind, and Jay, he’d grow bored. She was
playing along, going on some dates, and waiting for both men coming to their
senses.
    Removing the dress, she stared at her body, turning
left and right. The black lace underwear was one of the most expensive sets she
owned. She did love having sexy underwear on underneath.
    She looked at her thighs, with the few hints of
cellulite that made her cringe. Her stomach, it was rounded, and she hated
exercise. She was a healthy woman, and she rather liked her body.
    She grabbed the black cocktail dress that ended at the
knee, with enough cleavage on display to make it tasteful and yet teasing.
    Once she was happy with the dress, she did her hair
next. She’d never spend that much time, and so she twirled several strands, and
left the rest to do its thing.
    Her makeup was minimal. She didn’t like wearing it,
and within the hour she was finished. She