Bet Me Something (Something Series Book 3) Read Online Free

you can do the serious thinking soon enough.”
    I was speechless
that he’d do this for me. Briefly I thought of my mother’s reaction if she
found out I’d gone off for the weekend with him, but what the hell? As if she
needed to know. Wasn’t I entitled to forget about my problems for a couple of
days? And wasn’t I a grown woman? How quickly I forgot that fact when I was at
home. Most importantly, this could well be the last opportunity to spend alone
time with Colby, a final chance to up my game and put things out there once and
for all.
    “Uh, your
silence is freaking me out especially since you always have something to say.”
    My mouth curved
into a grin. “You’re being serious? We’d fly there now?”
    “Hell, yes. My
suite has two bedrooms, not to mention a hot tub on the patio. It’s Saturday
night, and the three hour time difference works in our favor. If we take off
now, we’ll be there by seven o’clock easily and can stay out as late as you
wish because the party definitely never stops there. Then tomorrow, I’ll tour
you around the city. On Monday I have meetings in the morning, but we can fly back
to LA later in the afternoon.”
    The tales about
Colby in Vegas were absolutely legendary. Not that he or my brother knew half
of what I’d overheard throughout the years, but the man had definitely earned
his reputed manwhore stripes in Sin City. If I was looking for a mind-numbing
good time, rumor was there was no one better to go with.
    Once we got out
of the car, Colby greeted a man who took the keys and then spoke with another
man who evidently was the pilot. He didn’t appear fazed when Colby told him he needed
to take off a couple hours earlier than planned.
    Finally, after
dealing with the logistics, Colby went around to the trunk and pulled out our
suitcases. “I’ll call Marcia, my hotel concierge, once we board and tell her
your size. She’ll get you a party dress for tonight.”
    Sometimes I
forgot how wealthy he was. His father had started Gamble Enterprises, which
included the advertising agency that his older brother, Josh, oversaw and for
which my brother Brian worked. There was also a real estate business, which had
started with their flagship hotel in Vegas and expanded to several properties
in Mexico. And then there was Colby’s pride and joy: his movie production
company based in Los Angeles. I’d once read the group of companies were worth
over twenty billion dollars, but to me, the owners would always be the Singer
brothers from next door.
    Walking over to
where we’d board his private jet, unfortunately, Rebecca’s poisonous words started
to cause some doubt. I stopped before taking a step up, causing him to turn
towards me and quirk a brow.
    “Can we come to
an understanding about this trip?”
    “About what?” He
suddenly looked apprehensive.
    “Primarily, does
it mean I’m your girlfriend?” I deadpanned.
    I immediately
regretted my joke when the color drained completely from his face. “Kenz, I—”
    “Oh, my God, I
was only teasing. But this isn’t a pity trip, right?” Because the last thing I
needed was for him to feel sorry for me.
    “Uh, more like a
maybe-you-need-to-clear-your-head-and-think-about-what-it-is-you-want-to-do
trip with the assistance of alcohol and yours truly.” He displayed his dimples
again. Jesus. How did a girl ever have a chance with those in the equation?
    “Okay, so if
that’s the case, then you’re saying I’m not getting a chaperone on this trip.”
    He lifted his
sexy brow again.
    “In other words,
what if I want to get completely wasted tonight?” I wasn’t typically a heavy
drinker, but after the day I’d had, I think I was more than justified in
considering the idea.
    He smiled
mischievously. “Ah, I get it. You want to know if I’m going to let you live it
up in Sin City or be a spoilsport.”
    I nodded.
“Exactly.”
    “I’ll even hold
your hair back tonight while you puke your guts out, sweetheart. Want