Free The Playboy Billionaire (The Romero Brothers, Book 3) by Shadonna Richards

give up sex for a month had proven to be a learning curve and at
the same time major inconvenience—a pain in the butt. He loved to romance
and seduce a beautiful, strong woman. He took significant pleasure in pleasing
his ladies. And this one before him was stunning. So fascinating that it almost
stole his breath away.
    Damn that deal he’d made with this grandfather!
    By now he would have whisked Miss Monroe
off to his waterfront condo in the city for a night of unforgettable passion.
The thought irked him that the past few weeks he had to disallow himself to get
close to her. And now? Christ, she was rejecting him!
    “I trust that you have plans tonight,
then?” he asked out of curiosity.
    “Um. Well, no. I mean, yes.”
    He cocked a brow. Was she playing games
with him? She certainly seemed as if she wanted him while they were kissing. He
could tell these things with women. He loved the chase but he wasn’t sure where
this Miss Monroe was coming from.
    “Well. Is it no, or is it yes?”
    “Well,” Blue breathed deeply. “I…I’ve
already made plans .” She seemed uncomfortable with his
silence but he should probably cut her a break from his humor. She had a right
to not want dinner with him. He was only pulling her leg. Oh, he would love to
do more though.
    “I have a younger sister. We live together.
Alone. She’s my responsibility.”
    “Oh?” Zack wanted to hear more. The woman
was more intriguing every moment he spent with her.
    “Yes. This is her last day of summer school.   We always discuss her day at school
and I don’t want to bail out on her tonight.”
    “I see. That’s very noble of you, Miss
Monroe. You’re a wonderful big sister. One that every sibling should have.”
    The woman appeared embarrassed and he could
see her cheeks turning rouge. “Well, I’m just doing what’s right.” Blue turning
him down for a dinner date after their passionate kiss spoke volumes about her
character. He loved that she as not an easy woman. And he delighted more in the
fact that she had integrity and she had her priorities straight.
    “What about your parents? You never
mentioned them.”
    She looked down. He wondered why the hell
he was prying into her personal life. For God’s sake, she was his employee.
Nothing more. She could be nothing more. Yet, something about her was too
compelling for him to pass up the chance.
    Was his grandfather right about him? Was he
too controlled by the addictive sexual magic of having a beautiful woman in his
arms and underneath him in bed?
    But this one seemed oddly, different.
    He was more than interested in having Miss
Monroe in his bed. He wanted to get inside her mind. Her soul. He wanted to
know everything about this woman. And he didn’t know why. What had gotten into
him all of a sudden? This wasn’t usually his style. He cared deeply for people.
But when it came to attraction, he had often had only one thing on his mind. But not now. He felt, oddly, drawn to Miss Monroe.
    “They’re no longer around,” she said softly,
her eyes filled with sorrow.
    “I’m truly sorry, Miss Monroe.” His gut
twisted inside. He could see pain flash in those beautiful dark brown eyes of
hers. The large chocolate eyes framed by adorable black curled lashes.
    Call it the Romero bloodline in him. The
fact that his name meant protector but he wanted to comfort her. He sensed
there was a whole lot more to her parents being just "no longer around."
    “It’s okay. It was…a couple years ago.”
    “Was it an accident?”
    She pressed her lips together firmly and
shifted in her seat before answering him. “I don’t know.”
    His brows drew together. “What do you mean,
you don’t know?”
    “The police said it was accidental. But the
original fire marshal report suspected arson.”
    “So you think someone may have tried to
kill your parents? Why?”
    “I…I don’t know. I really don’t want to get
too much into it right now. I…”
    “I’m sorry to probe. I was