Page 41 of Billionaire’s Game

What feltlike minutes later my eyes popped open and I stared in pitch black darkness. I peered into the dark and could see a light from afar and I could hear water running.

I was drowsy, but was immediately fully awake as the dull ache between my legs confirmed what I’d hoped was just a dream. Nope. That had been real life. I wasn’t dreaming. I’d had sex with a virtual stranger and now I was lying in his bed? I looked around. How had I even gotten there? Had he carried me? I looked down and realized I was still panty-less and braless. God, how had I ended up like that? What had I been thinking? I was a wanton, sex-starved geek who hadn’t used her brain at all. And I was consumed by embarrassment.

I reached for my purse in the darkness and found it on the nightstand. I didn’t bother looking for my panties. I fixed my shirt as best as I could, dug around for my shorts, slid them on and made a run for it. I could still hear the shower going so I figured I had at least five minutes before he would notice I was gone.

I reached for my cell phone and pressed the app for a rideshare and slid out of his door. I locked the bottom lock behind me, sprinted across the driveway and to the estate entrance where a sleepy guard opened the gate so that I could exit. I paced while rubbing my arms. There was a breeze in the air that night as I waited for the rideshare that popped up in mere minutes.

I climbed into the car and sighed. I didn’t know why my first thought was to escape, but it had been. I didn’t feel like analyzing my behavior. I didn’t want to think about what had happened at Magnus’s home. I was determined to pretend nothing had happened.

The driver broke me out of my musing by saying, “Um... Miss... your top.”

“Huh?” I said.

He had a deep Southern accent and I was having difficulty understanding him.

“Your… umm... top...” He sounded nervous and uncomfortable.

I looked down and gasped. My entire right breast had been hanging out, exposed to the wind and my driver.

I gulped and quickly covered myself. I cleared my throat and said with as much dignity as I could muster. “Sorry.”

He laughed. “Hot night?”

I rolled my eyes and grumbled, “No comment.”

He laughed again and all I could think of was what was I supposed to do now? I had refused to date Magnus, yet I had jumped into bed with him at the first opportunity. What must he think of me? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I didn’t know what tomorrow held, but I knew I was a huge chicken and would avoid finding out.