Free Dangerous Deception (The BAD BOY BILLIONAIRES Series) by Judy Angelo Page A

quickly for Dani’s
liking.  She wasn’t ready.  Not mentally, anyway.  As she went down in the
elevator she breathed in deeply then exhaled slowly.  Calm down, she told
herself, then clutched her purse strap tighter.  Just because Storm's parents
were super rich there was no reason to be scared.  They were human beings, not
aliens.
    The elevator door opened and she stepped out.  The pep
talk she’d given herself hadn’t really worked but now she had to put on a brave
face and a smile.  Storm was right there in the lobby and now he was walking
toward her. Her fake billionaire fiancé was painfully handsome as usual, in
hip-hugging jeans and a close-fitting black shirt that clung to every cut of
his muscles.  Painfully handsome was the only way she could describe him
because he looked so good he made her mouth water…and yet she could not touch
him.  And it was all because of her own stupid rules.  Okay, so maybe the rules
actually made sense but she just wasn’t liking them right now.
    Storm was right in front of her now.  He gave her a
bow.  “Very nice,” he said, his voice low and almost seductive.  But not
quite.  He was probably being very careful, making sure not to cross any lines.
    “Thank you,” she said with a smile and her heart
soared.  She’d better get a hold of herself.  All the man had said were two
words, two very simple ones at that, and she was over the moon.
    Storm held out his hands.  “After you, madam.”
    She walked ahead of him and when she got to the door
the sunshine was so bright she pulled up short as the glare hit her eyes.
    Storm ran into her back, nearly knocking her over. 
His arms shot out to grab her and before she could react she’d been dragged
back against his hard body.
    Just as suddenly his arms dropped away, leaving her
bereft.   “Sorry,” he said quickly.  “Just didn’t want you to topple over.”
    “It’s okay,” she muttered and stepped out into the
sunshine. 
    He didn’t have to draw back from her quite so swiftly,
retreating as if she were some kind of leper.  She’d wanted his arms around
her, wanted the outdoorsy smell of him and the solid feel of him just a moment
longer, but he’d dashed away.  She was being unreasonable, she knew, but she
couldn’t help her feelings.  Rules or no rules, her body wanted Storm Hunter’s
touch.
    As they stepped out into the sunshine he pulled a pair
of sunglasses from his pocket and slid them on.  If she’d thought he looked
sexy before, that was nothing compared to what he looked like in dark glasses. 
Now he looked both hot and mysterious, making her nipples peak in futile
anticipation.
    Oh Lord, this was not working.  They hadn’t even
reached the car yet and her body was preparing for love.  She almost laughed
out loud.  Talk about pathetic.
    Storm stopped in front of a fire-red Ferrari
convertible with the top down.  He reached down to open the passenger door for
her. 
    “Very nice,” she said, copying his words as she looked
at the car with appreciation.  “She looks like a fast one.”
    “She is,” he said proudly.  “Clocks zero to a hundred
in four seconds.”
    She slid into the seat then eyed him.  “I hope you’re
not planning to demonstrate.”
    He laughed.  “No, not this time.  I’m working hard to
stay in your good books.”
    She could see that.  He’d practically run away from
her just seconds ago when their bodies touched.  If that was what it meant to
be in her good books then she’d throw out the darn books.  Being a good girl
was getting tired.
    Storm went around to the driver’s side and slid into
the seat then they were off, his long-fingered hands holding the steering wheel
and handling the car expertly.  They were out of the city traffic and onto the
highway in less than half the time it would have taken her to get there.
    “You drive like a racecar driver.”  Dani watched in
admiration as he handled the gears, revving up and shooting