One Weekend with the Billionaire novel Chapter 69

I have Julia in my arms, in my bed. That in and of itself is a lot to be thankful for. But… I am not entirely thankful because I know that she is worried. She hasn’t said anything at all to me about the problems I’m having with Jeff, but I think she must know something. Her eyebrows have formed a tight V for most of the evening, except for when we were making love in the art room. And then again… in here.

Making love to Julia is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done in my life. I could kiss and caress her all day long. I could drive inside of her over and over again, using my hips and shaft to grind against her to keep her at the peak of ecstasy for hours. I wish we lived in a world where all we had to do was eat, drink, and make love.

That’s not the real world, though. Not even for someone like me who has more money than I could possibly spend in one lifetime. I still have responsibilities. I still have people to think about, people who work for me, people who have invested a lot of time, money, and passion into my business. Walking away from it all now, or letting Jeff win, would hurt a lot of people that I owe so much to.

So I can’t do that. I can’t just stay home from now on and put someone else in charge either. I’ve been such a hands on leader of my business that if I were to do that, no one would know where to start. The possibility of finding someone else and preparing him or her to take over niggles in the back of my mind. I should find a protege so that I can retire in a few years and spend all of my time with Julia. I smile at the thought. She would probably get tired of me after a while. And be very sore.

I readjust in the bed but don’t pull away from her. She murmurs quietly and tightens her grip on my arm. I wonder what she is dreaming about. Probably a world where Jeff Thompson doesn’t exist, and she and I can be together without anyone getting in our way.