One Weekend with the Billionaire novel Chapter 73

It’s clear over dinner that Julia is distracted, though I can’t say why. I decide we should finish eating before I start asking questions. But I will ask her. After all, I spent so much of last night too worried to mention to her something she already knew all about, so it’s ridiculous for me to try not to discuss what’s going on with her. I need to know what’s bothering her, just as she wanted to know what was bothering me the night before.

As soon as we finish our dinner, I say, "We should go spend some time in the hot tub." My muscles ache from being so rigid all day at work, on edge, waiting to see what was going to happen next. Since I heard nothing from my lawyers today, it is unsettling to think I may spend the next several weeks or months just waiting for a phone call that might not come.

"Okay," Julia says. "That’s a good idea. I have something I’d like to talk to you about, and it will be less stressful if we can chat in the hot tub." She smiles that beautiful smile of hers, and I already feel slightly more at ease, even though I am nervous to hear what she wants to talk to me about.

We walk hand-in-hand to the bedroom where we find our swimsuits and take turns changing in the bathroom. I would love to watch her undress and put on her bikini, but I know we will never make it outside if I see her beautiful curves right now.

Once we are ready, we head outside. It’s a cool night with a light breeze. The fresh air fills my lungs as I pause on the edge of the hot tub, my face lifted to a starlit sky. Julia steps into the water first. "It’s nice," she says as the bubbles surround her. My gaze shifts from the heavens to the heavenly woman in front of me.

"You’re so beautiful," I tell her, my feet in the water now. She’s right. It feels great. Just warm enough to melt the tangles in my muscle but not too hot to work up a sweat. I hope we can find another way to do that--as soon as I find out what it is she wants to talk to me about.

I sink in up to my chest, and Julia slides in to my side, her fingers playing against my abs as she rests her head on my shoulder. She smells so good. For a few moments, I let everything else melt away and just enjoy this perfect woman in this scenic location, her touch carrying all of my worries away.

It can’t last forever. I know she wants to speak to me, and I want to know what’s weighing on her mind, so I open my eyes and look into hers. "What’s going on?" I ask her, managing a small smile, even though I am leery of her response.

Julia sighs and looks down at the bubbling water for a long moment before she says, "Jeff called me today."