Billionaires

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The Billionaires Retreat, a Whiskey Ridge novel audition sample. She turned and faced the mountains, her silhouette all that he could really see on the darkened porch. He leaned against the door frame and watched her as she reached her arms up to the sky stretching tall. Then she swept herself over, touching her feet. He watched her move like a sleek racehorse. Strong and confident. She was tiny but muscular. Sensing he was there. She turned around just a hint of a smile on her face. Q actually showed up. She said matter of factly, well, I kind of had to, if I wanted to get the tour today. Plus you bought me these beautiful clothes. Apparently he felt like an idiot standing there in a gray t-shirt with puppies on it and a pair of black sweatpants. I thought puppies suited you. She said with a laugh, not a dog person. That's not a surprise, not nice. He said with a smirk on his face. This was certainly not the type of clothing he wore at home even when he was relaxing. Of course, relaxing wasn't something he did all that often. Normally he went straight from a business suit to a pair of prize silk pajamas. We can get started. Then she waved him over into the middle of the room. A long blue yoga mat on the floor. Wait a minute, I thought this was a class. Where are the other students? This is more of a beginners class. And since my current guests are definitely not beginners, it's just going to be you and me. So we could have skipped this and gone straight to the tour. He said slightly irritated. I like to keep my schedule. She responded, this was bad. Being alone with her for an extended period of period of time was not a good idea, but the way she was looking at him, expectation painted all over her face, didn't leave him room for argument. Ok. So what do I do? Hang on, I'll be right back. She walked away and he couldn't help but look at her backside in those yoga pants. It was something to behold. But he turned his attention back to the mountains off in the distance. Not warming.