Enemies to Lovers Billionaire Romance
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“What just happened down there?” she finally asked.
I felt my mouth curve in a smirk. “We kissed.”
Her full lips pressed together in a thin line before she replied, “I figured that one out, thank you.”
“Then you’re as smart as Sonya says you are,” I quipped.
She made a sound and I could not quite tell if it was annoyance or humor. “No, really, Sam. I mean we’ve known each other for, what, three years? You’ve never been attracted to me. Why now?”
“I’ve always been attracted to you,” I countered. “I simply never acted upon it.”
Her eyes widened with surprise at my candor. Tilting her head, she blurted, “Why not?”
“Because you weren’t my type.”
“Your type?” Her eyes narrowed, probably imagining some bottle blonde bimbo with big hair and boobs and very little brain.
“Temporary,” I explained. My gaze ran over her lean form and subtle curves. “You’re anything but a one night stand.”
“Oh.” She swallowed. Audibly.