Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
We showed our tickets at the entrance and entered the huge arena. The noise from the crowd was incredible, but it was the energy that struck me. Everyone was hyped up and I realized I was too.
The VIP section was close to the stage, and when the band came roaring on stage, they were so close, you could almost reach out and touch them. The crowd went wild when Bruno grabbed the mic, welcomed us to the show, and immediately began to sing, Marry me.
Lillian turned to me, her face alive and bouncing with excitement. “It’s one of my favorite songs,” she shouted, and grabbing my hands urged me to dance with her. I was a terrible dancer, but she didn’t seem to care. She was so wonderfully lost in her favorite song it was captivating.
“Cuz it’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to do,” she happily screamed out the lyrics, as she twirled, and gyrated around me, willing me to enter her state of joyful abandon.
I didn’t even attempt to resist such sweeping enthusiasm. I dipped my toe in, but in seconds she had pulled me in head first.
I forgot I was Maximus Frost: billionaire, grumpy, difficult, arrogant, impossible-to-please, founder and CEO of Frost Inc. I moved my body to match my fallen angel. To my astonishment, I instantly began to relish the unnatural experience.
And I enjoyed myself in a way I hadn’t in years.
If Chris could have seen me, he would have sworn I had a twin. There was simply no way the man gyrating and twisting around the blonde beauty was me.
Chapter 33
Lillian
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekzHIouo8Q4
-when I was your man-
Iwas covered in sweat by the time the band played the last number, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was that I was in Max’s arms even if it would only be for the three minutes of the soft ballad, When I was your man.
His sweat, intermingled with his cologne, was intoxicating.
I looked into his eyes and the sound of the music faded away as did the crowd that surrounded us. The only thing I was aware of was the feel of Max’s strong arms around me. He held me tight, my body pressed against his and I couldn’t tell where mine began and his ended.
I wished we could stay like that forever.
I hadn’t had anything alcoholic to drink, but I felt high on life and arousal. Every nerve cell in my body was awake, attuned to each movement that Max made. I craved his naked skin on mine. I wanted to be alone with him.
The song came to an end, signaling the end of the concert.
“I have backstage passes if you want to meet Bruno.”
I looked into his gorgeously translucent eyes. “I don’t want to meet him. I want to leave.”
“Okay,” he agreed easily.
I never thought I would be relieved to leave a concert, but I was. My body was gripped by a physical ache that intensified between my legs. Being outside in the fresh air helped, but I was consumed by the thought of being in Max’s arms. There was no room in my brain for anything else.
“Did you enjoy the concert?” he asked, his voice gruff.
“It was the best concert I’ve ever been to.” It was true, not because of the singer, but the company.
“I enjoyed myself too, more than I thought I would,” he confessed.
“Maybe we can go to another concert,” I said hopefully.
“Maybe,” he conceded.
Joy coursed through me. If he wanted to go to another concert with me, it meant that he saw me in his future. At least in the near future. I was happy with that. It was crazy and insane, but I wanted Max Frost as my lover. Not a one-time thing. I wanted to enjoy what we’d had in North Carolina for as long as I could.
When it ended, I would deal with it then.
We got into the car and as we drove away, tension came over me. What if he dropped me off at my apartment and said goodbye? Did I have the guts to ask him in for a drink? Then I remembered that I did not have a drink in my apartment. I inwardly cursed myself. I couldn’t offer him dinner either as we’d already eaten. I should have planned it better. I didn’t want the night to end just yet.
My problem was solved a few minutes later.
“Want to come to my place for a drink?” Max said. “It would be a shame to end the evening so early.”
It was before ten o’clock, hardly so early, but we both needed an excuse. “I’d love that.”
We got to his gate and at the press of a button in his car, the gates slid open. My heart thumped wildly in my chest and the need between my legs intensified. I pressed my legs together but that didn’t help one bit.