Billionaire Temptations: Rich, Ruthless & Obsessed

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Emily

After getting three stitches put in my finger, I headed back to the shop, and when I walked in, Evelyn came running over to me.

“Finger first. How are you?” she asked.

“Fine. Three stitches. Not too bad.”

“Good. Now, me and you are going out tonight.”

“We are? Where are we going?” I asked as I set my purse down.

“We’re going speed dating!” She grinned.

“Why?” I twisted my face.

“Why not? I’m single, you’re single, it’s on my bucket list, and I’ve always wanted to try it. It’ll be fun! Two hours, five to six minutes with each guy, a check by yes or no, and we’re out of there.”

“Fine. But just so you know, I’m checking no for each guy.”

“Ugh. Whatever. Do what you want, but we’ll have a great time. Anyway, I brought my sketchbook with my new designs. Tell me what you think. By the way, Katie told me that some drop-dead gorgeous man bought one of my dresses this morning for his sister.”

“And he was totally checking her out,” Katie shouted from the pants rack.

“He was not, and,” I shrugged my shoulders, “he was cute.”

“Date worthy?” Evelyn asked.

“Maybe. But I’m sure I’ll never see him again, so no big deal.”

I left the shop at five to go home and get ready for my night out with Evelyn. As I was applying my makeup, a text message came through from Cliff.

“Hi. I missed you today. Like, I really missed you. I know you said you weren’t ready for a relationship, but I could totally see us together. We can take it really slow. I’m willing to wait for as long as it takes.”

I sighed as I set down my makeup brush, picked up my phone, and began to text him back. After thinking about it, I decided not to respond, as it would probably lead to blowing up my phone all night. So, I’d respond to him tomorrow. Tonight was a girls’ night out, not a man-drama night.

As we entered the Martini Bar, we signed in at the long rectangular table by the door and were told to grab a drink and relax before the event started.

“What can I get you, miss?” the bartender asked.

“I’ll have a neat martini with three olives, please.”

“And for you?” He glanced at Evelyn as he wiped down the counter.

“Dry martini with a twist.” She smiled.

Leaning against the edge of the bar, I noted all the girls there in hopes of finding their Prince Charming tonight.

“Where are the guys? Is this lesbian speed dating? Because if it is, Evelyn, I’m killing you.”

She laughed. “No. It’s not lesbian speed dating. The guys are put in another room so no one can interact with each other before it starts.”

“Oh.”

The bartender handed me my martini.

As I sipped it, I counted the small square and round tables with number signs in the middle. There were twenty tables in total. The event host got on the speaker and announced it was time to start. We were told to line up in a single line, and whatever number we were in line was the number of which table we would start at first. I was third in line, so I had to start with table three. We, women, were told to close our eyes until the men took their seats at the table. I was slightly offended and found it a bit sexist that we couldn’t sit at the tables first and have the men come to us. That was what I would do if I hosted one of these things.

As soon as the bell rang, we all scattered out of line and headed to our designated tables. I took a seat across from the guy at table three.

“Hi, I’m Mark.” He smiled.

“I’m Emily. So, what do you do for work?” I bluntly asked.

“I’m an architect. And you?”

“I own a boutique called Emily’s Edge.”

He was cute in his wavy black hair way.

“How do you feel about relationships?” I asked as I leaned over the table and narrowed my eye at him.

“Um. I like relationships? I think having someone special to share your life with is important.”

“What do you think about cheaters?”

He leaned back in his chair, and a look of fear fell into his eyes, which led me to believe he was a cheater.

“I think they’re wrong, but you never know the circumstances as to why they cheated. There are two sides to every story.”

The bell rang, and it was time to get up and go to the next table.

“Hi, I’m Brad.” His perfectly over-whitened teeth blinded me.

“Emily. Nice to meet you.”

Before I could attack him with my question, he asked his first.

“You’re hot. What do you think about sex on the first date?”

“As long as there’s a mutual attraction, I think it’s okay.”

“Is there a mutual attraction here?” he asked with his blinding smile.

I sat there for a few moments and studied him. He was a player, and all he was there for was to snatch up some poor unsuspecting girl to have sex with.

“Depends. How big is your dick?”

“Whoa!” He chuckled. “I love a girl who’s bold. I can promise you that it will leave you fully satisfied.”

“For how long? A minute, an hour, a day? Which is it, Brad?”

The bell rang before he could answer. Damn it. I was having so much fun with him.

“I like you, Emily!” he shouted as he pointed at me.

Rolling my eyes, I sat down at the next table, and my eyes widened at the man who was sitting across from me.

“Emily.” Cliff began to choke.

“Really, Cliff? So, you’re willing to wait for as long as it takes lasted a whole hour?”

“I can explain, Emily.” He put up his hands.

I reached over and grabbed the sheet he had in front of him.

“Give me this! Wow. Three yesses already?”

“They aren’t real yesses. I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.” He took the paper from my hands.

The bell rang, and it was time to get up. As I rose from my seat, I glanced over at him as the next woman sat down.

“Sex last night with you was awful. I hope you get your problem with your dick straightened out. By the way, don’t call me again and consider yourself blocked.” I smiled as I headed to the next table.

Out of the twenty guys I sat with for about six minutes, there were two whom I found could be fun to date. As I was sipping on another martini, Evelyn walked up to me.

“How did you do?” I asked.

“There are six guys I’m totally interested in. I hope some of them are interested in me. How about you? Please tell me you didn’t say no to all of them.”

“I didn’t. I found two gentlemen I feel would be fun.”

“Which ones?” She glared at me.

Before I could answer her question, Brad strolled over to us with his hands buried deep in his pants pockets.

“Hello there, beautiful.” He grinned at me. “I just wanted to let you know you’ll get an email tomorrow. I checked a big fat yes for you, my lady.”

“How nice. Let me ask you something. Do you like to wear condoms?” I smirked.

“I sure do. It’s the only way I roll. You can’t be too careful these days, even if the woman says she’s on birth control. Plus, all those diseases being spread around.” He shuddered.

“Good. I’ll be anxiously awaiting the email.”

“Why wait? Let’s go out and hit the town up now.” He hooked his arm around me.

Ducking out from under him, I placed my hand on his chest.

“Good things come to those who wait, Brad.”

Evelyn was laughing so hard she spilled her drink.

“I need to get this one home.” I pointed at her. “She’s had a little too much. I’ll talk to you soon.”