One Night With the Billionaire: Book Four (A Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free

nervous that she wants to crawl out of her skin. Jason has two people in his life that he’s incredibly close to. She’s already met Elise, and liked her, and is well on her way to helping Jason mend his relationship with her.  
    Chase is the second. His oldest, dearest friend. She wants to make a good impression. She desperately wants Chase to like her.  
    She’s pretty sure Elise does, so she’s at least doing well in that department.  
    It doesn’t do anything to calm her nerves as far as Chase is concerned, and she’s not even really doing anything for this get together. Jason ordered dinner, it’s on its way. The red is uncorked and on the counter breathing.  
    The table is set, waiting for the food to be delivered.  
    All Kaia has to do is wait.  
    She chooses to do her waiting in front of the mirror that hangs on the back of Jason’s bedroom door, checking that her hair is in place, that her dress isn’t wrinkled.  
    It’s not like she’s trying to look good for Chase, she’s just trying to look good, period . Both his and Jason’s romantic histories have been splashed across the pages of the city tabloids. She’s not trying to compare to those other women, exactly, it’s just that she knows there have been a lot of others, and she wants to rate somewhere.  
    It’s ridiculous, she knows this. She has Jason’s heart and commitment, and that’s the most important part. There’s just a not-so-small part of her that wants his friend to agree with his choices.  
    Some wine would probably help stop this train of thought right in its station.  
    “Relax,” Jason says, walking up behind her. His presence startles her. It doesn’t take long until she’s calmed by the look in his eyes.  
    Appreciative. Wanting.  
    He’s dressed casually, in a Henley and a nice-fitting pair of jeans. She’s wearing her favorite sheath dress. Not too fancy, but she looks like she gives a damn about her appearance, which is what she’s going for.  
    It’s black, and hugs all the right curves. Jason loves it on her, which was one of the reasons she chose it, if she’s being honest.  
    “You look beautiful,” he says, clasping her wrist as she goes to smooth over her skirt for the thousandth time. “Amazing.” He leans down and presses a kiss against her bare shoulder. “Gorgeous.”  
    “If you’re not careful, your friend is going to walk in on something pretty indecent.”  
    He laughs, a hot breath that glides across her skin. “He’s not going to just walk in. The door’s locked.”  
    Kaia arches against Jason’s chest as he sucks on the curve of her neck. His hand slides up to her breast, and right on cue, the doorbell rings.
    Kaia pulls away from Jason with a laugh, and he just lets out a long-suffering groan.  
    “What’s the opposite of being saved by the bell?”  
    With an angry little grumble, Jason replies, “Cockblocked by the bell?”  
    “If tonight goes well, I just might make it up to you.”  
    Jason’s eyes light up. “Promise?”  
    Kaia shakes her head, takes his hand, and leads him to the front door. “C’mon.”  

    * * * * *

    “I’m so glad I’m finally getting the chance to meet you,” Chase says with a genuine smile.
    He’s sitting across from her at Jason’s table, empty takeout containers and empty plates all around them.  
    They’ve gotten into the wine, and all the nervousness Kaia felt earlier has melted away. It’s a little bit because of the alcohol, and a little bit because Chase is even more charming and friendly than Kaia could’ve imagined.  
    Things are going so well, and she doesn’t feel at all like a third wheel, which is something she really worried about.
    “It’s good to finally meet you, too.”  
    “I told Jason that I’ve never seen him this happy. I was almost convinced that you weren’t real. This is one instance where I’m happy to be proven wrong.”
    “I’m very real,” she replies, sliding her hand down to