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

said, turning to head back to my dressing room. As I turned, I saw Leslie walk through the staff kitchen door. She wore a cute polo shirt and a khaki skirt with tan pumps. She looked so sexy in that skirt. She noticed I was looking at her and came up to me, smiling broadly. God, she was beautiful.
    “How are you?” I asked.
    “Great thanks.”
    “Um, can I talk to you—privately? We can use my dressing room. I promise it’ll just be a couple of minutes.”
    “Sure,” she answered. “You go on ahead. I just have to put my stuff down and I’ll be right there.
    As I got back to the dressing room, I wondered if I should mention anything about the guy in the photo. I had no right asking, but I couldn’t help thinking about it.
    I noticed there was a script laying on my desk that wasn’t there before. People were starting to come in, and I knew they prepped most of our speaking points the day before, except for the breaking news pieces. I was about to read it when she knocked at the door.
    “Hello.” As usual, my mind went blank when I saw her.
    “Hey.” She had a broad smile on her face. Her eyes were bright and happy. She was beaming. I wondered if it had anything to do with what we had done a few hours before—but then again, she left my place like a bat out of hell, so it couldn’t be that.
    “Come in.” I stood back so she could enter, and pushed the door closed.
    “Thanks. I won’t stay long. I don’t mean to bother you, Drew.”
    “You’re not bothering me. I asked you to speak with you, remember? And for the record, you can come talk to me whenever you want to.” All I wanted to do was touch her. I wondered what she was thinking about.
    “Well I also wanted to tell you something.  I need to apologize for this morning, and I didn’t want too much time to pass.”
    I was confused. “Apologize for what?”
    “I jumped to conclusions. I shouldn’t have come to your place like that.”
    Hmmm... could this be about us sleeping together? She looked like she had more to say, so I let her finish.
    “I accused you of taking my ticket. I was wrong. I know now you didn’t do it. And I’m sorry.”
    “Hey. It’s okay. I’m glad you came by and asked me directly. I’m not upset.”
    The apology wasn’t for what I was expecting, but it was a start. She at least knew I wasn’t a thief. I looked at her. She was bouncing from one foot to the other, and seemed unable to settle down. It was so unlike her, from what I had seen so far.
    “Everything alright, Leslie?”
    “Yes! Yes! Everything is fine! The ticket... I found it! Well, actually, Monica came by this morning and found it for me. And I really won, Drew. I really won!”
    “You did?” I asked, feeling relief, and catching some of her excitement. Watching her was contagious. “That’s great! Congratulations, Leslie. You more than deserve it.”
    I thought about hugging her, but I held back. I couldn’t be too forward, especially here work. But she beat me to it. In no time, her hands were on my shoulders, and she reached up on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek. On instinct, my hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her close.
    “Thanks for offering to help me find it. I can tell you meant well.”
    “No problem. It would have been a pleasure. You know, I think I need to apologize to you too.”
    Her eyes widened as her hands slid down to rest on my chest. “You do?”
    I nodded. “Yes, I should have never been so forward with you those last few times.” Her face reddened. I couldn’t look at her, she seemed embarrassed. I glanced away. “It was a mistake. I had no idea you had a boyfriend.”
    I met her eyes again and saw her face was flushed as she pulled away. “It’s not your fault. We were both in the heat of the moment and...” her voice trailed off. “I’m sorry... did you say boyfriend?”
    I could have kicked myself for saying it. Now I had to admit I was looking around at her cubicle.
    “I saw the picture on