All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“How about Evie?” She’s a police officer. “She’ll have access to handcuffs.”“She frightens the shit out of me,” Titus says, and we all laugh.“Plus you have the X-Y chromosome thing going,” Huxley adds.“Oh yeah,” I say, “I forgot she was gay.”“Chrissie?” Victoria suggests. She partnered Titus in a mixed doubles tennis tournament back in January.“She’s sweet,” he says. “But she’s dating an accountant.”“That leaves Heidi,” I say, somewhat mischievously. Heidi Huxley is twenty-four and gorgeous, with blonde hair that’s so long it reaches past her bottom. When Huxley was twenty-one, he had a party at their parents’ house, and Heidi, who was all of sixteen at the time, was there. She had a couple of dances with Titus, and afterward I walked into the kitchen to get a drink and caught them kissing. They broke apart, and Titus’s first words were, “Don’t tell Huxley.” Nothing came of it, I don’t think, because she left shortly afterward to travel around Europe, and she now lives and teach

ElizabethOn Saturday, I arrive at Huxley’s parents’ place around 3:30 p.m. They live in a huge house on Shore Road with a gorgeous view across Hobson Bay. I have to wait for the white double gates to slowly swing open before I ease my Mazda MX5 convertible down the drive.Several cars are parked out the front, including my own parents’ Ford Ranger, as they’re good friends with Huxley’s parents. Huxley’s beloved obsidian Mercedes AMG GT is also already here, snoozing like a panther in the afternoon sunshine. I slide the Mazda into the space next to it and turn off the engine. After unclipping Nymph’s safety harness from the seatbelt, I get out, and she leaps across my seat, out the door, and sprints around the side of the house toward the back garden.Smiling, I retrieve the wrapped present from the boot and follow the poodle.Huxley’s mum, Helene, is an artist, a very good one, and sells her paintings at a local gallery. I doubt she makes a fortune, though, and most of their fortune

ElizabethI squelch back up to the deck, ignoring Huxley, who walks beside me, trying not to laugh.“Come on,” he says, “don’t be mad.”“I’m not talking to you.” I mount the steps, while everyone who’s sitting there stares at me as I drip all over the deck.“Oh my God,” my mother says, “what happened?”I glare at Huxley. “He threw me in.”“Oliver,” his father scolds. “Seriously?”“She asked for it,” he says, picking up a towel from the pile on the side and tossing it to me.I take it and rub my hair, knowing I must look a sight. I’m not wearing waterproof mascara for a start. “That wasn’t very gentlemanly,Ollie.”“Then maybe you should have said yes,Liz.”“Yes to what?” Brandy asks.“Yes,” I say, “why don’t you explain?”“If you want me to,” he replies, amused.I glare at him. His gaze dips down, and his smile widens. I follow it and discover that my dress is plastered to my body. It’s now very obvious that I’m not wearing a bra.“Jesus.” I clutch the towel to me.He chuckles, comes o

I think about the way she kissed me on Valentine’s Day, and the feel of her soft body beneath my hands.I guess I am.“How about we have a bet?” I ask.“A what?”“A bet.”“What kind of bet?”“Come to the Sky Tower with me and watch me jump off. If I back out, I’ll do it in a cup for you, and you can have all the semen you want. But if I jump, you give me one night.”She stares at me. Then she laughs. “You’d never jump off in a million years.”“So what have you got to lose?”“Huxley, do you remember that time we went into the restaurant at the top of the Sky Tower? You couldn’t even sit near the window. You spent the whole evening with your back to the view, practically glued to the column. We had to peel you off it.”“Yeah…”“So how, exactly, do you think you’re going to jump off?”“I don’t know. I’m already beginning to doubt my sanity.”“I’ve done it myself, remember? For charity a couple of years ago. It’s over six hundred feet—a hundred and ninety-two meters. Fifty-three floors. Y

“It’s kinda romantic,” Victoria says. “And fucking stupid at the same time.”I glower. “I’ve asked her out pretty much every month for ten years. She won’t go out with me. What was I supposed to do?”“Give up?” Victoria suggests. “Accept you’ve lost?”“Yeah, that sounds like something I’d do.”“How are you feeling?” Mack asks.“Fucking terrified.”“But you’re still going through with it?”I shrug and give him a helpless look. “I can’t think what else to do.”He meets my eyes for a moment, and then we both smile. Now he’s got Sidnie, he understands the stupid things you do for the woman you love.“So if you jump, she’s agreed to give you one night?” Victoria asks. “What happens after that?”“I’ll be so absolutely amazing in bed that she’ll beg to see me again.”She lifts an eyebrow.“Yeah,” I say, “it’s a stretch, I know. I’m going to have to pull out all the stops.”“You mean you’ll actually have to do some foreplay for a change?”“And pay for the pizza at the end.”They all snort.Ma