Wild Luck (Vegas Billionaire Obsession #2) Read Online Free

take a lottery ticket before the numbers get drawn, Monica?”
    “True.” She studied me for a moment. “But do you know for sure?”
    “Yes. He didn’t take it.”
    “How do you know for certain?”
    “Because I asked him, Monica. He said he didn’t touch the glove compartment and he didn’t see any ticket.”
    “Wait a minute. Do you have his phone number?”
    I couldn’t lie to her. “No.”
    “So how did you ask him?”
    I hesitated. God, I really didn’t want to tell her anything more. Not that she was a gossip or anything, but it was too soon to be sharing. I didn’t want her to think I was weak when I slept with him, or that we were becoming an item.
    “I went to his place, okay?”
    “What, like just now?”
    “Yeah. A couple hours ago when I started looking for the ticket.”
    “And what did he say?”
    I started to think she was asking lots of questions to try and read me. She was looking at my body language, assessing me somehow.
    “He said he didn’t take it. Now stop looking at me like that.”
    “Like what?”
    “Like you want more details than what I’m telling you.”
    “Les, there’s something you’re not telling me, that’s why I keep asking.”
    “What are you talking about, Monica?”
    “You are keeping something from me. Think I can’t tell? You were keeping something from me on Saturday too. I could see it in your eyes then, and I’m seeing it now. Now spill it or else.”
    “Or else what?” I hadn’t seen Monica this persistent since we were in college.
    She tugged my arm and pulled me back to the sofa, and playfully pushed me to sit down.
    “Or else I’ll pin you to this couch and tickle you until you tell me everything. Think I can’t get it out of you? You’ve forgotten I know how to make you squeal!”
    “Alright, alright already,” I said. She really knew all my weaknesses and being tickled was the worst of them all. I couldn’t stand being tickled. And I was ticklish everywhere. “Geez, Monica. Okay I went to his place. And he’s been here. We’ve kissed. And—I slept with him twice.”
    Monica went bug-eyed. “What? You go, girl! When? But—how did you—um. Look you have to tell me everything okay? I mean everything, from how it started to how good he is in bed, to how big his dick is. Don’t leave anything out!”
    “Seriously, Monica. Now is not a good time. I don’t want to think about it, and I don’t want to talk about it. I still need to get dressed, and I thought you were here to help me find the ticket?”
    “Okay, okay. Here’s the plan. You get dressed and I’ll check your car while I wait. And I’ll drive you to and from work, so you can tell every steamy detail since you started holding out on me.”
    I looked at her and had to smile. She was incorrigible. I knew she was not going to stop hounding me either. It was best if I came clean.
    “Deal,” I said. “Good plan. And okay, I’ll tell you everything on the way to work.”
    “Sweet! Nothing this sexy has happened to me lately, so you’d better not leave anything out. This time, I’m living vicariously through you, missy. Okay I’ll be outside.”
    I let out a sigh of relief when she left the apartment. Part of me was glad I didn’t have to hide it from her anymore. And the other part was happy I could defer the inquisition for another half hour at least. I took a quick shower, decided to skip blow-drying my hair, and put on the easiest work outfit I could find in the closet. I needed to keep looking for that ticket!
    I walked back to the living room and groaned at the piles. Monica was right—I needed to worry about the mess later, after I had that sweet ticket in my hands. As she was focused on the car outside, I went to my bookcase and began pulling out books. I loved to read and I thought I may have mistakenly used it as a bookmarker. I doubted it, though, but figured I’d try. Sadly, each book I looked through brought on another round of