Page 47 of Billionaire Bachelor

ROSALIE

I’m just gettinghome from work when my phone buzzes. I grin like a fool as I open the text message, seeing Logan’s name on the screen.

Logan: Let me take you out tonight.

I’m not sure if I should be giddy or anxious in this situation. I decide maybe a little of both as I text him back.

Me: That depends. Where are you trying to take me?

His response is almost immediate.

Logan: Somewhere dark and intimate. Trust me, you’ll love it.

Me: Cocky, much?

Logan: What’s that, you say? You’d like me to send you a dick pic?

I snort but can’t say I hate the idea.

Me: Define dark. Are we talking literal darkness, as in we won’t be able to see five feet in front of us? Or are you trying to lure me into some kind of freaky sex dungeon?

Logan: Do you WANT me to lure you into some kind of freaky sex dungeon?

I laugh.

Me: You wish, Edwards.

Logan: Hey, I’m not kink-shaming. We both know you’re into spanking, Rosie. I can’t say dungeons have ever appealed to me before, but if that’s how you want to play, I’m definitely interested.

Deliciously filthy man.

I jokingly bring up pegging and now, BDSM torture chambers—two things that have never been on my personal radar before—and he just rolls with the punches, saying ifI’minto it, he’s into it. Which then makes me think about doing those dirty things with him, wondering if that’s something Iwouldbe into. Which then makes me think about all the other sexy things I’ve never really considered doing before.

I wouldn’t say my sex life has been entirely vanilla, but it certainly wasn’t adventurous either. Or, you know…satisfying, considering the lack of orgasms. But if I’m going to explore my curiosities, there’s no one I trust more than Logan to do that with me. And I know that whatever we do—even if it’s something I might not be interested in repeating—he’ll ensure I’m satisfied during the experience itself. Man, I need to start making a list. Okay, first there’s butt stuff. I definitely want to try that. Then, maybe some?—

My phone buzzes again, jolting me out of my mental hopscotch.

Logan: Did I scare you off just now?

I smile softly, easily imagining the concerned look on his face, and how he’s probably berating himself, thinking he made me feel uncomfortable.

Deliciously filthyandrespectfully sweet man,I amend.

Knowing I need to alleviate his anxiety, I hit the dial button on my phone so he can hear the sincerity in my voice.

“Hey,” he says, picking up right away. “You okay?”

“I’mfine, Logan,” I assure him, walking down the hallway toward my bathroom. “I just got sidetracked, imagining what being in a sex dungeon with you might look like. Which made me curious about other sexy things…”

“Oh yeah?” I can hear the smile in his deep voice. “Tell me more about these sexy curiosities.”

I switch my phone to speaker and set it on the vanity. “Maybe if you’re a good boy, I’ll tell you in person later.”

“Is that a yes to our date?” he asks.

I pull my blouse over my head and unclasp my bra, sighing in relief as my breasts are freed. “Of course, it is. But I’d like a little more information on where we’re going. What if we run into someone we know?”

“Rosie, I’ve got it covered. I was being literal when I said this place is dark. It’s also exclusive. None of the mutual people in our lives have access to it, as far as I know.”