Derek asks Arianne to join him for dinner.
The sound of a shower filtered into to Arianne’s darkness. Her body refused to move. Her muscles had liquefied. Nondescript sounds aroused her curiosity and she forced her eyes to open. Derek was dressed and was shutting the clasp on his watch band. Her yawn attracted his attention. He sat next to her. “Welcome back. Your lights were really out.”
“What time is it?” she mumbled.
“A little after six.”
She bolted upright. “Good heavens! Taylor will be panicked.”
“So, that’s his name.” To her confused expression, he explained, “The person you were having supper with last week.”
“He’s my roommate.” She tossed back the covers. “I should call and let him know I’m all right.” Derek stopped her from climbing out of the bed by handing Arianne her cell phone. While she dialed, he walked out of the room. “Hi Taylor, it’s me. I’m fine. I’m at his place. I’ll see you when I get home.”
Dressed in a bed sheet she walked into the living room. Any evidence of their activities had been removed and Derek crossed the room with her clothes in his hands. “This is a bit off the cuff, but would you like to go out for dinner? We can get to know each other better. Like you accused me of not doing.”
Arianne lowered her gaze. Accepting her clothes she said, “Well, I’m not dressed for eating out at a place you’d eat at.”
“I rather like the Roman toga thing you’ve got going there. But no, you aren’t dressed for dinner this evening. Have you got something formal?”dar
Arianne didn’t have to ask, the puzzled expression that crossed her face was clear enough.
“There’s a banquet for the opening of the new art gallery. I’m a patron so I—”
“You mean…I’d never fit into one of those functions! That’s the snobby elite of this city. The mayor, the Governor and...and people like that will be there.”
“Actually, I believe the Vice President is attending.”
“What?” The word sounded more like a mouse squeak than a human voice.
“The beneficiary to the gallery was an old friend of the V.P.” Derek tried to hide the smile on his face. Her momentary panic was uncharacteristic of her normal controlled self.
Arianne’s sheet slipped and Derek’s gaze settled on the patch of exposed upper thigh. “So, you’d like to go?”
The pleasant thought of spending an evening with Derek outweighed the fear of not fitting in at an elite social function. “I’d love to, but I’ve nothing to wear. It has to be pretty formal if the Vice President is going to be there. Black tie type of thing?”
“I have nothing like that. I mean I have my good jeans versus my ratty old sweatpants.”
He glanced at his watch. “There isn’t time to shop. Even so, get dressed and we’ll see what we can do.” As she shut the bedroom door, Derek called out, “Although I think you’d be a sensation if you went in that bed sheet.”
Fifteen later they drove across the city. Evening had fallen and the city lights tried to glow through the swirling mass of falling snow. “This has been the worst winter yet. I’ve never seen this much snow.” Derek peered through the SUV’s windshield.
“I have. I grew up north of here. Moved here to go to art school.”
“Born here. I love this city. Except in the winter.”
“Where are we going?” They’d passed through the downtown business core.
“Right here.” He turned into an underground parking garage and parked in one of four places marked, Reserved D. Davenport. He tossed his keys to a nearby attendant. “I’ll be driving it tomorrow.”
“It’ll be ready, sir.”
Arianne followed Derek into the elevator. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed. “Have the limo in front in twenty-five minutes, please.” After a swift ride, the doors opened onto an oak paneled entrance way.
Derek nodded and opened the door at the other end. Arianne stepped into a room she had only seen in a movie. The grandeur before her made their little love nest apartment seem small and insignificant. A woman entered from another room. “Good evening, sir. I was about to call and remind you of the banquet.” There was a motherly tone to her voice.
“Arianne, this is Gail. She keeps tabs on me the way Taylor does for you. Gail, Arianne needs something to wear for this evening.”
“Follow me, please, Miss Arianne.” Gail led her to a bedroom. She opened the closet and glanced back at Arianne. She removed three dresses; a long blue evening gown, a short red dress, and a black cocktail dress.
“They’re beautiful,” said Arianne. “But I have no idea what I will need. I’ve never done this before. I’m just a regular person.”
Two O’clock with the Billionaire – Daryl Devoré
Heat rating – 5 hot peppers
Two O’clock with the Billionaire is Daryl Devoré’s latest hot romance. A contemporary romance sweetened with a bit of vanilla sexcapades.
Where Derek Davenport is concerned, women only had one thing in mind: trap him into a marriage. The perfect way out? Hire a courtesan. While partying with his buddies he places an online ad that reads – Woman Wanted.
Unemployed and nearing financial desperation, Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort zone and answers an ad that reads Woman Wanted. With minimal hours and excellent pay, she accepts the position of courtesan to a handsome billionaire.
Their sexual antics cause emotions neither is willing to admit it. Will Arianne and Derek drive each other crazy…or will they fall in love first?
Note: This book was previously published by New Dawning Bookfair under the title A Kept Woman.
Arianne’s just regular girl pushed into a corner and desperately looking for a way out.
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