Free HACKING THE BILLIONAIRE: Part 3 by Jenny Devall Page B

chuckled and shifted in her seat. This was a new Dirk. “This must be way out of your comfort zone.”
    “It is, but I’m trying.”
    “I appreciate that.”
    She put a hand on his shoulder. He took her hand and kissed it. This was nice. Easy in a way. Fun. Dirk was trying, and she liked that. It meant he was serious about her. Serious about them.
    On a country road, they found a winery.
    “I’m in the mood for wine,” Dirk said.
    “It’s barely lunchtime.”
    “So we’ll have lunch after. Let’s go try some wine.”
    “I’m in.”
    The winery had a tasting room that had a view of the hills outside. The vines were planted in neat rows down the hill. The room itself was decorated with wine barrels.
    “This is adorable,” Riley said.
    Dirk held the door for her. They tasted a few wines, and Dirk bought a case.
    “Can you recommend a restaurant for lunch?” Dirk said.
    The staff gave him a few ideas. They drove to the nearest one. This sat on it, a small stream running by it. They were seated at a table on a patio overlooking that stream. This was all very romantic.
    Riley had to admit, he wasn’t even working that hard at it and he’d lucked into some great places. Dirk was lucky that way.
    “What looks good?”
    “I’m getting a salad. That omelet was huge this morning,” Riley said.
    This was amazing. Just the two of them. The rest of their worlds had been left back in Manhattan. Riley didn’t think about being in danger. She didn’t think about her job or living with Dirk.
    She just thought about being with Dirk and how he was doing his best to woo her. To sway her.
    “You look pleased,” he said.
    “I’m enjoying myself. I feel as if we have no cares in the word.”
    “Good. That was my goal,” Dirk said.
    ***
    By the time they reached home, Dirk could tell Riley was pretty relaxed. Good. He wanted her to have fun and enjoy herself. He’d enjoyed being with her.
    She leaned on him in the elevator. “I had fun, Dirk. “
    He put his arm around her. “Good.”
    She kissed his chest. Then giggled. He’d never seen her this relaxed. Heck, if it resulted in sex, he’d take her out of the city every weekend. He wouldn’t push. If they ended up in his bed, it was up to Riley.
    He knew she wasn’t shy about initiating sex. That didn’t concern him.
    She spun and stood in front of him. “Hi.”
    “Hi.”
    He smiled down at her.
    “I had a really good time today. I feel like we laughed most of the day.”
    “We did.”
    She put her hand on his chest. “Now I am starving. We getting takeout or should I cook?”
    “I have some leftovers I can heat up. And a nice bottle of wine, I’m sure.”
    She laughed. “You have a whole room of wine, Dirk.”
    “Yes I do.”
    She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Her lips were warm and soft. He put his hands in her hair, deepening the kiss. Her lips sent buzzing through his body.
    His dick came alive. Hello.
    Her hands rubbed down his chest. “If I wasn’t so hungry I’d drag you to bed.”
    “Might be better if we get sustenance before we do anything. I wouldn’t want to fail in the middle of things.”
    Her gaze raked down his body. “I can’t imagine you failing at anything. Certainly not sex.”
    A chuckle rumbled out of him. She was flirty. And sweet and so damned sexy he wanted to take her up against the wall. He took one of her hands and kissed it. “I don’t fail at too many things. I almost failed at getting you back.”
    “But I’m here.”
    “Yes, you are. “
    He smiled. Riley was here and looking at him as if he were a side of beef. She licked her lips, and he longed to have his tongue dance with hers. The elevator doors opened. Riley walked backwards into the hall.
    Her hand was fisted into his shirt, so he followed. He fished his key out, then opened the door. She didn’t let go of him.
    “Food?”
    “Yes, food. A snack just to hold us over.”
    He rummaged in his refrigerator and found some cheese. He took crackers